I am honestly a bit disappointed.
It was a brief desire, but I wholeheartedly
wanted to give you my world.
I'm sorry it's too small for your
Silly me for even thinking about it, right?
At least I'm back to reality.
I don't need foreign souls passing through my
Tainting my untouched earthen lands.
I don't need them ruining the blossoming
Maybe I ached for a beautiful courtship,
Something like the seahorses' graceful intertwined tails as they
circle, circle, circle each other.
And maybe you were nothing more than an asteroid attracted by my
I'll return to my isolated orbit, looking in from the outside,
Continuing my woeful dance around the sun--alone.