Bittersweet

Softly spoken words
You told me you still love me
But what is the end, in the end?
Ever bitter mile doldrums my mind
Teardrops fall and grimace
Not obsession, not depression,
I still want to live this life
I would like you by my side
The sweet soft words
Whispered from three hundred miles
Away should my fears be.
Dripping the ends of rainbows.
Bitter tears, sweet whispers
Bitter miles, sweet kisses.
Bittersweet love.


~Krystn