
I am a poet.
I bleed in violet,
and every shade of blue.
When you read my words,
the page forgets its whiteness,
and you begin to see in colour.
Language dissolves to light,
pain becomes pigment,
memory, hue.
My heart splinters into spectrum,
and somewhere inside the blue,
he moves again,
slowly, like light
through water.
You think you’re reading me,
but it’s both of us you see,
our silhouettes caught
in the same wash of colour.
And by the final line,
you are stained
with the colours
of a love
that now lives in you.
Oct 9, 2025
Oct 9, 2025 at 10:02 PM UTC
I would rather live in the shadow of us,
than live in the daylight without you.
Oct 2, 2025
Oct 2, 2025 at 2:05 AM UTC
Please, just love me.
I could be worshipped by every heartbeat in the world,
flooded with endless devotion, drowning in a thousand embraces,
and it would mean nothing.
Nothing but shadows on my skin,
warmth I cannot claim.
My soul recognises only yours.
It twists, it burns, it begs
to be intertwined with the shape of you,
the comfort of your voice,
the weight of your presence.
Every pulse in me is a map to you,
every sigh a confession you alone can read.
I am raw. I am open.
I am undone by your absence.
Love me. Please.
Or leave me here, a living ruin,
consumed by every love that is not yours…
Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 12:00 AM UTC
My love,
Years have drifted by, yet still you rest inside me,
a gentle pulse I never wish to quiet.
You are the touch that lingers,
the memory I reach for like light through glass,
because to lose you would be to lose myself.
You woke the world to color:
every cell learned its purpose in the warmth of you.
You were not a passing love,
you were the one who taught my body how to be awake,
how joy could be a kind of undoing, a holy intoxication.
No other face has translated desire the way yours did,
not silver screens, not stray glances, not midnight imaginings.
Attraction for me is your laugh, the heat of your small mercies,
the map of your breath against my skin.
Even now we sit on opposite sides of the same glass,
hearts pressed to the cold, waiting and watching.
I carry a strange, unshakable knowing,
you keep a light for me in some secret room of your own.
I feel it; I live in that soft, stubborn certainty.
So, stripped to the bone of words and circumstance:
I miss you. I yearn for you.
My simplest, most ferocious wish is small and honest,
to find myself in your arms again, where the searching ends,
and at last, I am home.
Sep 24, 2025
Sep 24, 2025 at 5:30 AM UTC
How selfish of me,
to crave a happy ever after,
when I have already tasted forever
in a fleeting moment with you.
It was enough
to carve your name into my bones,
to make the world without you
feel smaller, emptier, colourless.
And yet…
if once was all I was given,
if forever was just a heartbeat,
then I would choose it again.
And again.
And again.
Because even as a wound…
our love was still the sweetest eternity.
Sep 22, 2025
Sep 22, 2025 at 7:29 PM UTC
Stay here with me,
not in the present,
but in that fragile space
between beginning and end.
Where our hearts were wide and unbroken,
and forever felt like it had already chosen us.
Do you remember how we fell?
Not downward, but into something endless.
Every glance, every touch,
was a promise we didn’t need to speak,
a language of innocence
too pure to question.
It was a sweetness deeper than bliss,
a nectar time could not bottle,
though memory still holds the taste.
And I long to live there with you,
in that suspended hour
when eternity leaned in,
when love was still trusted.
Let us linger a while longer,
in the almost of that forever,
where nothing weighs, nothing fades,
where our souls are not
lost and restless,
searching for their answer,
and the world beyond does not exist.
Here, we are infinite.
Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 8:46 PM UTC
People say to me:
“I’m so sorry you’re heartbroken.
I hope you heal soon.”
But what they don’t understand is,
I am grateful to have loved so deeply
that even heartbreak
doesn’t taste bitter,
and that even sorrow
has a sweetness to it.
Great loss can only come
from losing something truly great.
So I welcome the weight,
because I know
I once held the rarest,
most exquisite form of love.
I am privileged to have known it,
to have understood
what I was given.
And yes, sometimes it hurts.
But sometimes,
the memory of your smile
lights up the darkest corners of my soul.
I still feel our love
swirling in the quiet spaces between thoughts,
like a steady, unspoken truth.
Sacred love accepts the pain.
It does not twist it
into anger or resentment.
It carries it
as witness
to the heaven
we once lived.
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 9:19 PM UTC
Can you hear my voice
screaming into the void?
Can you feel me loving you
in the silence?
Do you know me
in the blur between seasons,
when time loses meaning,
and memories breathe like now?
Aug 10, 2025
Aug 10, 2025 at 2:56 AM UTC
I saw you in a way
that I’d know your playlist
in any lifetime,
any universe,
and even in the ones
where you break me,
I’d still press play.
That’s how our souls
speak in the silence.
Aug 6, 2025
Aug 6, 2025 at 4:54 AM UTC
It hurts in places
I never knew existed.
Like how my fingertips ache,
and a mournful scream
lives in the back of my throat.
There is a black hole
where my heart once lived,
dense and ravenous,
swallowing light,
devouring warmth,
collapsing joy
into nothing.
Some days,
the void feels large enough
to consume me,
completely.
But still,
I wake.
Still,
I breathe.
And somehow,
without noticing,
I’ve grown strong enough
to carry it.
Not because the pain has lessened,
but because it’s changing me.
Sometimes,
the pain wants to cry out
I love you
loud enough
to reach you.
But those words
would fall into a silence
you no longer fill.
I wish I’d said them
a thousand more times
when they still had
somewhere to land.
I wish I could say
I love you
instead of
I loved you.
But if this grief
is just love
with no place to go,
I will ache
in all these new and strange places.
Willingly.
And I will wake up every day,
and breathe, one breath at a time.
Because this pain
is simply love,
wearing a different skin.
Aug 2, 2025
Aug 2, 2025 at 11:13 PM UTC