Because that’s
what happens
when you
love hard

you fear
just as much
to.

everything
happens for
a reason

perhaps
you forgot
that writers
adore broken
hearts.

we could talk
all night
about the
ever-changing universe
and yet laugh about
nothing all at the same
time

I replayed
us like a song
and i never
pressed pause

why do
I crave
danger
in your
safety

it's not about what is missing
it's about what you already have

like two cars
at a crossroad junction
we glided into different
paths

Give me
your truth
even in all
the darkness
and I’ll lead
you to the light

you gave me a star
but I wanted the galaxies
of your heart

tarot has taught

me one thing,

the art of storytelling.

You fell in love with the colours  

of a new city

yet you forgot

that a rainbow  

lives within me.

we shouldn't
function
but somehow
we do

they say
trust your
instincts yet
trusting you
with all of my heart
proved them all wrong

i strayed from a conventional path
because i listened to the echo of my intution
i listened to its call
to be free
underneath
the
city sun

never dim
your own light to
allow others
to feel comfortable

i threw the rose into the canal

and


you pushed the tired away into other people's
eyes

I saw a glimpse
of what our
heaven could be

i remember
nights
staying up
late just
to hear your
voice on the
other end

i like
living in
your past
but i
need the
future you

Every time
we are apart
I learn how to be alone
again

I am thankful for
slow sunny days
repairing my
independence

just so I can
pretend I am ok
with missing you

as my book
slipped into
the river
i realised
it has its own
journey - as do I

you were
a hundred
open tabs
I didn't
have the
courage to
close

he was the
kind of man
who only
saw the truth
of a woman

maybe you should love
someone who doesn’t
get sad

two people fell in love
in your room

california sea, late august
salt in my eyes,
the statue stood
as a mirage of you and
me, once so grounded and strong
now only the
waves can break it away

we all
have goals
that live
undiscovered

when the night
ends I think
about
beginning it
only with you

stop searching
for 'the one'
search for yourself

even after all
those years
nothing
could
change me

listen to your sweet surrender

for there in the quiet places

you'll find your soul calling.

i wanted to know the moon
every crater, every imperfection, every mark
so hollow and white
yet filled with days of experience
i became envious one night
of her need to be so far away but
see everything, still.
how she could never get bored, exist
only as a symbol and as a light source
and be

nothing
more.

let's make
plans that
we never
want to change

i wonder if
you ever think
about the questions
you left unanswered
within me

my imagination endlessly plays

like a old vinyl record

waiting to be felt.

I deleted every photo
from last year
let’s love with new emotions

i am a link
between the universe
and my native land

autumn was slow
and opportunities shook themeselves
over me
i was at a turning point whilst crimson
leaves fell underneath my feet
gathering dust onto my street

i was undoing
just like the citrus fruits that hang in my grandmothers garden, the light was changing and i felt
ripe again.

I stand at
the last divided capital in the world and it confuses me how the land I am from is still being owned by greed and discrimination
we sit at the cusp of the border and an elderly man sells us ice cream
I sit in your lap on the metal chairs,
admiring the history that lived before me
this man was watching knowing his life was in an echo of a torn country

complacency

he moved boxes around, cluttered in old ornaments and memory
the other side of us there were  children in a violin lesson
so unaware
of the wall
their parents wait for them in small conversations
an officer in blue parols with eyes that are hungry and glowing like a fox in the strangeness of night, preying,  feral, searching.

let the ocean be your home
let the waves be your road
let the sun be your light

We’re back in the bedroom
where it all began

just like a firefly
i drew closer to your light
but in distance i remembered
that i had my own

like the heads coming out of the cinema screens at night, tired.
a trail of tiredness accompanied with them  
like smoke ends following their coats.

we were like the sun and the moon
existing only in seperation yet
couldn't live without each others light

He says “we” in a collective tone

unison

is like having breathing spaces that never get full.

The 5am jet lag settles in
and I’m adjusting into the new,
he takes my suitcase down for me to the bottom of the hilled road
and clouds and looks through the glass.
In love.

we moved to a poolside
and awoke to blue skies
catching daylight just to see
it disappear

the indoors became a cave
for our hearts, our minds and our
conversations

somewhere i would stay
but couldn't grow.

A glimmer of silver cuts across the metal car bonnet, glowing up my face with the wet artificial lights outside. My body taped to the seat, the reflective world outside orbits us as we drive in silence. I want to utter something out maybe to make sense of what is occurring in my reality but I don’t, instead I wait. A hum of sound buzzes from the car machine, filling up the space that isn’t already full with the feeling of anticipation and newness.  

You are a lover of the night
you see what the day is too shy to reveal.

i was entangled in mental fog
yet i was at my closest to the divine