Matahari Senja | 3

Fuck your perspective.

That very night you told me the tale you had learnt,

About a chap who waited for his lover’s arrival. -

the hardship he had to go through, the retained spirit that may never wear off.

But as soon as you had finished, my fascination drained.

I thought about the sacrifices I made for you –

hours and hours, wasted. Weeks of sleepless nights, trashed.

Countless acts of kindness, discarded.

I thought to myself, how bless I am if only you could see me through the window.