The King Loves
This is the story of me who came to love you more than myself.
I thought you were my first.
Now, I see that you are not.
I think you are my last.
The woman I love was captured, and is bleeding.
What man would not interfere?
Now I know, whose hands… held me safe that night.
If I ask why, he will say his friend sent him to watch me.
Now I know, why every now and then my heart pounded and ached.
They have a beautiful friendship.
They look great together.
I’m afraid, I will ruin that friendship.
That day, my bird parked itself for a moment among the red flowers, which was in full bloom everywhere.
The moment I saw her smile, I knew I would end up, throwing everything away to have her.
I may have to abandon my friend, and even myself.
I will end up leaving everything behind.
But, I could not help myself.
That summer, we were practicing our farewell.
To a friend whom I never separated from,
and to you, whom I though I would never be separated with.
And to me.
I wish we got to practice life once.
I would remember the lessons and live a righteous life the second time around.
The person who was always smiling at me, had a sad smile, and it made my heart ache.
Somehow those two will not look into each other’s eyes.
That day the new king climbed a hill and waited for someone for a long time.
This is the story about me who loved you more than myself.