I was once lost in thick snow where my tracks were no longer in sight, till I met you and you managed to guide me with you back to home

looking at you feels like a fresh breath of air

looking at you feels like when a gust of wind turns into a zephyr

looking at you feels like the scent of fresh laundry taking you into comfort

looking at you feels like when the moonshine kisses the waves of our ocean

looking at you feels like watching your bouquet of flowers bloom

looking at you is a rebirth of my soul

if I could I’d look at you forever and for eternity, I want to hold you in my arms and not let harm touch you in any way or form, if I could I’d birth a world with no pain, a world where love huddles you at all times, a world where serenity runs to you, a world where the symphony of my I love you’s guides you to our home where you can be met with my arms that have been anticipating for your presence.

you are the sunshine that peaks through my windows on a melancholic day and lathers me with comfort, you are the blooms that grow in between bricks and plasters a smile on my face because I regain hope in healing, you are the warm cup of tea that I drink first thing in the morning and feel warmth enclose me, you are the light at the end of the tunnel that takes me out of my misery, you are that one star that twinkles and tells me it’ll be okay because you still can shine amongst so much darkness, you are the waves that always manage to kiss the shore despite the constant effort of having to do pull towards it, you are the soft clouds that remind you that there’s beauty everywhere, you are everywhere and everything my darling and I can never thank you enough for being the beauty of the world, for being everywhere and reminding me it’ll be okay

I look at my hands
Violet stained
Something in me raptured

I stand parallel to my mirror
I touch my hair, my cheeks, my eyelashes, my hips
I wonder, why am i not turning to mist with all this hurt within me?

I wanted to love you until tomorrows stop knocking on our doors

I wanted to hold you until all the hurt within you becomes starlight, and every time darkness overtakes, you feel the twinkling of your hurt ease

I wanted to build an abode of serenity and take you in whenever the world felt like a drag

I wanted to cook you breakfast, pour my heart into ever pancake flip

I wanted to tell you, hey your smile captivated me into a state of placidity

I wanted to build a universe out of dust and your old empty promises

I wanted to wait for you to come back

I wanted to wait for you wake up

I wanted to wait for you.

Guess it was asinine of me to think so.

You'll find nebulas in his eyes when you're staring at him late at night,
you'll feel clouds burst into your chest every time his laugh echos,
and you'll feel it; you'll feel the love in his veins every time he holds your fragile soul.

And you tell yourself, why did you ever decide to pursue a vast space, knowing deep down he could only give you broken and dim lit stars.

However, that is what everyone says about him, and you think otherwise, even after he told you that he can no longer love, yet you still hope.

Maybe one day the glimmer of hope within you explodes; birthing a whole new universe, and you get to fills his vastness with beloved moons.

Maybe one day, the two of you merge, endowing those that roam with lonely souls, a hope, a home, a place to be.

I take my imaginary pen
I write down my anger
I close my eyes and count to ten
just to breathe a little longer

It's laughable really
when I see you justifying
Sure, you're all touchy-feely
only goodwill, so hard-trying

When you said that to me
where was your heart at?
Why calling me your better-half-to-be
when all you wanted was a shoulder pat?

Oh you, with your wonderful poetry,
oh, lies so beautifully written down
please just stop, you don't know no poverty
in your emerald sea everything you wanted me to believe is to drown

I never thought you would make me think
the worst of you instead
And I swear I could only stand and stare and shrink
when you didn't care to lose your head

Now you haunt me like the headless horseman
and you will forever
but I do not worry for my sanity, oh boy of thoughts turned cyan
I walked with ghosts before and a headless one is so less clever

And if you ever come back looking for this head of yours
Think twice, try a little bit harder wannabe
It might stick out of the sand at your emerald sea shores
Your love for me was never poetry