I used to fall first,
Fall harder, headfirst,
No thoughts, pure want and thirst,
To love and to be loved,
To be there for my beloved,
Now, I fall slower,
The want becomes deeper and deeper,
And the bumps, ever sharper,
But I find it ever more profound,
To finally find and be found,
For when I fell first,
There was nothing but hurt who bursts,
But now I fall slowly,
And I feel so completely,
In every breath with her,
A connection no one can sever.
Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 4:24 PM UTC
I remember the first day of primary
As if it were yesterday
But it’s only a memory
Now I learn of Faraday
I used to be afraid of the dark
But now I can’t sleep without it
The times I read about Noah’s ark
Are long gone, now buried in work I sit.
Where did the time go?
Why do I mourn my child’s death?
When I still feel his feelings, his presence?
When did I grow up so fast?
Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 5:22 PM UTC
I always ask myself:
-Why don’t I dream??
Or at least why don’t I remember,
This vital part of creation,
So cherished by others,
Alleviating their troubles,
Or even processing them,
Is missing for me.
I feel as if it was stolen from me,
A vital piece of my mind,
Ripped out so violently.
It’s not as if it was never there,
I can feel it missing,
All I ask is why?
Sep 8, 2025
Sep 8, 2025 at 2:57 PM UTC
I rule a kingdom,
Filled with houses, roads and taverns,
A palace, stables and a garden,
Empty chairs remain,
Where none stay longer than a year,
I only long for a sole citizen,
But at the end of the day,
‘Tis I who push them away.
May 14, 2025
May 14, 2025 at 4:41 PM UTC
I miss her.
I don’t know why.
And I don’t think she misses me.
But I miss her smile.
I miss her cute nerves.
I miss her beautiful starry eyes.
I don’t remember her much.
I always loved her intensity towards her passion.
It’s always what pulled me.
But I don’t think I’ll be more than a friend.
I wish it could be more, just a bit more.
I don’t think she misses me.
It’s only been two weeks.
May 13, 2025
May 13, 2025 at 3:46 PM UTC
I look forward to the day I fail my final,
Because it’ll mean I tried.
I look forward to the day a girl rejects me,
Because it’ll mean I had courage.
I look forward to the day I’m arrested,
Because it’ll mean I found a boundary.
I look forward to the day I get lines on my forehead,
Because it’ll mean I earn them.
I look forward to the day I argue with my wife,
Because it’ll mean I found my person.
I look forward to the day my child is difficult,
Because it’ll mean I see him grow, change.
I look forward to the day I die of old age,
Because it’ll mean I lived.
May 13, 2025
May 13, 2025 at 3:54 AM UTC