After beginning to write "Moulin Rouge: The Novel" with Cassie, (which, by the way, is updated, I just want to write a little more before I upload) I went into MR mode for some reason (I mean, I love the movie, but I don't usually think about it that much, it's not an obsession... that lies in Hannibal ^_^) and, voilà! I ended up writing this... anyway, poetry is kinda my thing, but I don't usually write free verse, so it might suck, but read it anyway ^_^ (and once again forgive me if the html is not working)
Summary: A poetic glance at what Satine may be feeling come the month after her death
uSilent Spring/u
Cold is knocking at my door
I don't want to answer; but I must
Why now?
I dreamed that one day everything would be okay
But just like everything else, it's falling apart
Why now?
The snow is falling, winter is here
It's come just as you said it would
The snowflakes fall between my eyes
But why now?
It's so cold that I am frozen
A body of ice
And I can't feel you holding me anymore
I glance out the window of my mind
But all I can see is the snow
The ice
The blizard
It seems to be there forever,
But finally clears
And I can see you sitting there
But I'm not with you
Outside of the window, the snow is melting
It seems no matter what I do, though, I just can't reach you
I'm gone now, aren't I?
Gone to join the same God who did this to me
Do you know that I'm here?
Can you hear me?
Because I am.
I am always with you
I'm your bad habit
Your song
Your soul itself
I follow you where ever you go
I hold you whenever you wish me to
I am with you until the end of time
And I hope you know
... but you don't
Every time I'm here, you have no idea, do you?
You have no idea that I listen, that I watch, that I love you
And that kills me again
You could kill my body a million times and it would never hurt this much... not as much as knowing that you will live your life never knowing that I still love you
...but I do.
Why now, Lord?! Why now?!
I can still se you staring out the window
The birds are chirping, the last piece of snow has melted
Spring has come;
But I can't hear you, and you can't hear me
And so, together, we'll sit here,
Neither of us ever knowing the truth
In our silent spring
Summary: A poetic glance at what Satine may be feeling come the month after her death
uSilent Spring/u
Cold is knocking at my door
I don't want to answer; but I must
Why now?
I dreamed that one day everything would be okay
But just like everything else, it's falling apart
Why now?
The snow is falling, winter is here
It's come just as you said it would
The snowflakes fall between my eyes
But why now?
It's so cold that I am frozen
A body of ice
And I can't feel you holding me anymore
I glance out the window of my mind
But all I can see is the snow
The ice
The blizard
It seems to be there forever,
But finally clears
And I can see you sitting there
But I'm not with you
Outside of the window, the snow is melting
It seems no matter what I do, though, I just can't reach you
I'm gone now, aren't I?
Gone to join the same God who did this to me
Do you know that I'm here?
Can you hear me?
Because I am.
I am always with you
I'm your bad habit
Your song
Your soul itself
I follow you where ever you go
I hold you whenever you wish me to
I am with you until the end of time
And I hope you know
... but you don't
Every time I'm here, you have no idea, do you?
You have no idea that I listen, that I watch, that I love you
And that kills me again
You could kill my body a million times and it would never hurt this much... not as much as knowing that you will live your life never knowing that I still love you
...but I do.
Why now, Lord?! Why now?!
I can still se you staring out the window
The birds are chirping, the last piece of snow has melted
Spring has come;
But I can't hear you, and you can't hear me
And so, together, we'll sit here,
Neither of us ever knowing the truth
In our silent spring