feeling we are parting

i feel we are parting I feel we are parting,
blue dreams wrapped in gold.
the fact is that it is a cauldron of emotions
I look for advice on how to get by
needless, of any growth inside me,
lacy curtains hide my eyes behind them.
even my common sense is needless.
I feel wellbeing is hopeless.
I can smell the fresh cotton shirt I iron.
Yet there are places I can escape to.
If only you would reveal to me
I would always pay heed.
A bite of an apple reminds me of the fall.
On the one side there is my family,
yet I feel weak in reaching my dreams,
and inside I conceal how deep I feel
for you.
Green and red ribbons unravel,
around a gift for you, you wont get.
A love that is binding but hurts.
I throw out dried daffodils today.
It is true that it was a fantasy,
I didn't need to finish it but I did.
I could almost taste you.
I was faking being happy for so long,
because I was such a fraud in love,
yet we were strong together and fresh,
always new, and full of surprises.
Yet being alone was unchanging.
Whilst, common sense was changing
for the better.