When Complete Stupidity Goes Over The Head Poem by Veronika Bitkina

How much time do I need
to give you away?
To stop caring and worrying? ..
You could just say
that you are ok,
but you never did...
you are very independent indeed..
How do you feel?
Are you going forward?
or just staying still?
Are you being yourself?
Are you being real?
I miss you.
You know I do..
So what does it mean
to you?
If it means nothing
I will try to be colder
and care less..
if you wish..
yeah, life is a mess
who cares? right?
I can only hope
that you're alright..
I don't even know
how it happened:
why i started to care,
why the things
where they were,
why did you try
to stay close?
what was the real cause?
did you like me
and it faded away?
was it just a game
you liked to play?
I don't have any answers
and I'm trying to stay away..
it hurts.
it's hard.
and nothing i can really do.. eh?
Why does it feel
like it didn't ended?
like you're present still?
Splendid.
I am like O'Umi
and you're like Fandorin.
Except in a different world
and with completely different glory..
I trust you
to decide
the continuity of our story.
It's in your hands.
You are enough.
What do you truly want?
That
Is
The
Real
Question.
You know
it's not the bluff
and it is not obsession.
It's simple
pure
fragile
and strong,
and very scary
real..
am I wrong?
I don't really know you
so scary, true.
and how can I care so much
I have no clue.
You are very special.
I hate that,
you know?
And I'm impatient
It wasn't for show.
So with any silence
I will make it
more and more go..
for you: to loose
control and chance
of 'we'..
for me:
the simple feeling
being cold and free..
So that is the question
I have
don't know why
but answering it
can only one person