I long to find a love, I do—
One brushed with the loveliest hues:
Of reds and yellows, greens and blues,
To paint myself happy with you.
We'd lie and watch the stars take flight,
Beneath the moon’s soft silver light.
I'd never let you leave my sight—
My star, my love, my light.
Now colors drip, then fade to gray,
The sky dissolves, the stars decay.
I watch and weep as dreams give way
To silence where you used to stay.
Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 12:03 PM UTC
I write you this time,
this last breath of mine,
to tell you
I’d do it again
You can take my hand,
or my head, or my heart
You’re worthy
of wasting my time
But know old friend,
no knife is the sharpest
no object cuts deep
as your words
I write you this time,
my final breath is mine,
But I’ll bleed out
Forever yours
Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 12:03 PM UTC
Our relationship's rather interesting, don't you think?
Kind of like a strobe light,
on, off, on off
A different story to tell my friends every other night.
Somehow, we always find our way back,
Despite somehow never staying.
because deep down we both know it's the only way.
It'd be wrong to break the pattern, wouldn't it?
You ***** up,
I get upset,
You get angry,
We fight,
We call quits.
And I wait patiently
could be hours, days, weeks
even months.
But there you are, back on the doorstep to my heart
And somehow you always manage to find the key.
No matter where I hide it.
It's almost as if it's ingrained in our souls,
magnets maybe...?
pulling us back, and forth, back and forth
on, off, on off
Kind of like a strobe light.
-R.Ramdin
Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 11:35 AM UTC