he's been dead since the beginning abel you could call him and without knowing why he'd answer to a name that isn't his whose fate he shares. you tell him story from the beginning praying to a non existing god that this time it will be different, that you can change his ending, but an abel who doesn't know he's abel. has been dead since the beginning but you tell the story anyway: from praying to beginning to knowing, to narration for the sake of narration, for the sake of the years your abel gets before his ending catches up to him, to you too, too soon; you can't stop yourself from loving a dead man a lamb you sacrifice with your own story, because when you tell the story he shines like icarus in the sun until he burns and falls dead in your open arms; you feign surprise every time, you grief for real each time, you lie to yourself, pretending you didn't know he's been dead since the beginning. your love for him shines bright as the everlasting sun, your grief for him is new each time, your heart has never not been broken because it's lovingly heart wrecking to be in love with a man who's been dead since the beginning and you know you knew but someone must tell the story.
THE STORY
he's been dead since the beginning abel you could call him and without knowing why he'd answer to a name that isn't his whose fate he shares. you tell him story from the beginning praying to a non existing god that this time it will be different, that you can change his ending, but an abel who doesn't know he's abel. has been dead since the beginning but you tell the story anyway: from praying to beginning to knowing, to narration for the sake of narration, for the sake of the years your abel gets before his ending catches up to him, to you too, too soon; you can't stop yourself from loving a dead man a lamb you sacrifice with your own story, because when you tell the story he shines like icarus in the sun until he burns and falls dead in your open arms; you feign surprise every time, you grief for real each time, you lie to yourself, pretending you didn't know he's been dead since the beginning. your love for him shines bright as the everlasting sun, your grief for him is new each time, your heart has never not been broken because it's lovingly heart wrecking to be in love with a man who's been dead since the beginning and you know you knew but someone must tell the story.