#so i think im allowed to be sad on new year's day🥺

[writeyourdarlings]

A little poem I wrote about Steve (and maybe a bit stucky) to close the year of 2023. 🩵

Dear Steve,

You always forget your umbrella

Wrapping hands inside your coat, waving to stop a yellow cab

Don't fight the East Coast wind; you can't

Let today be rain

Must give someone else's tonight a bless

An America's favourite hero now a wet street somewhere in Brooklyn

Tell me

How a grand transition does to your existence,

how a soul bleed yet loved by so many

Wouldn't you just want to stay grounded, and leave everything behind?

For month has changed and years have passed by

When winter ends, a man lost his bestfriend

Long before he knows his road is steeply rise

Thousands butterfly are floating freely above his head

You try to fathom the crowds at 50th street,

heard Kitty Kallen on the radio singing,

"There's so much I feel that I should say."

So you,

count up one to three,

scrolling down on your phone, forget to pay the bills

"How are you, Buck?"

Sometimes you feel like, words are way too overdue

and wishes are mud thick

But as the Times Square ball drops,

you chase the burn in the back of your eyelids,

and whisper to yourself

"Buck, I wish we share the same poem..."

#happy new year guys💖 i was feeling kinda melancholic when i wrote this. and 2023 was such a tough year for all of us mentally and physically #so i think im allowed to be sad on new year's day🥺 #steve rogers #stucky #poem