* How Do These Feelings Matter? - Poem by Rani Turton
This heart has no reason to regret you;
Why should it have any reason at all:
These years have passed as in a dream
Summer, winter, fall.
And autumn, yes autumn
With those hallucinatory colours
Under dripping skies, this heart won't regret
But my eyes will inconceivably get wet.
How do these feelings matter?
Why should it suddenly seem
That delirious sight, touch, song
Have gone so terribly wrong?
I have walked, walked, walked.
I have woken up in unbearble pain.
There are no answers, no answers:
Even my heart cannot explain.
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