Thoughts spill, unbidden.
Words stream, unimpeded.
Like a creek, unbroken.
Shan’t we be entwined, elsewhere—
in this lifetime, in this dimension;
if not here, if not now?
Lest we be apart at all,
drawn and woven into
the shared tapestry of our existence:
for the years that have yet to find us,
for the remainder of what time allows,
for the long becoming of us.
Years buried, dulled into quiet mundanity;
yet see what stirs when you arrive.
Will my bedridden heart still miss a beat,
or has it hollowed into obscurity,
after time long gone?
9 years was all it took
To injure and imbue this scarred psyche
With an ordeal prolonged; marked permanence—
one you caused, exposed, left unresolved,
and chose not to close.
What you left festering;
was never mine alone.
The damage remains—
and it shall remain yours.
For I have survived what you refused to heal.
By all means, go ahead and
carry forward your open ended.
May you forever,
for all eternity of your afterlife,
carry what you refused to face—
me.
6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 5:36 AM UTC
Denuded;
denuded was my soul,
with all that there was to it.
Everything that I touch;
withers without falter—
every time I water these
withered flowers.
Dec 30, 2024
Dec 30, 2024 at 9:14 AM UTC
When death finds me,
May it find me alive.
When the time comes,
May death find me—
before I find my self.
Jul 4, 2024
Jul 4, 2024 at 3:21 AM UTC
Remind me to never come to you for compassion;
and remind me not to ever seek you for comfort.
You could only give as much—
—because you barely have any of those,
for you are not of me...
for you. Are. Just. Not. It.
By all means, please do remind me.
Aug 7, 2023
Aug 7, 2023 at 2:12 PM UTC
Never in my life would I ever want to come back to a mistake like you—
Never once,
Never was,
Never am,
Never will.
You might have all the forever within grasp,
because you’re a ghost,
and ghosts have forever.
But not everyone is you,
not everyone is privileged with any next lifetime.
Time with you is a time wasted,
wasted with all of your over-glorified ghost—
that the devil himself is scared of you,
even your only shadow leaves you in the dark.
And there you are,
there you always will be;
Cast out alone in the void of darkness for eternity—
bequeathed with eternal guilt;
for you are nothing much,
but a mere shadow;
a ghost of the lingering past
(not) worth reminiscing.
Aug 22, 2022
Aug 22, 2022 at 12:50 PM UTC
Vengeance is not my jurisdiction.
So let me escape your shadow once and for all,
and please,
let me go---for good. Energetically.
Aug 11, 2022
Aug 11, 2022 at 4:24 PM UTC
Aceptar lo que es,
Agradecer lo que fue,
Confiar en lo que será.
Jul 28, 2022
Jul 28, 2022 at 11:06 AM UTC
Would love to meet you again
After all these years
But for now,
I need you to know—
that I have always loved you,
And I always will,
It’s just that,
I don’t trust my self enough
to see you the next day,
or any day after.
Jul 27, 2022
Jul 27, 2022 at 5:44 PM UTC
One of these days,
I'll get to speak my vow
to whomsoever the great love of my life is.
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"I’m so grateful that we cross paths in this very lifetime.
Through the fire and through it all,
never really thought we’d make it this far.
With all the time we have left,
may it be filled with blessings, joy and peace;
not just for ourselves but also for others.
Because I know we are here to be the light for the world,
that our encounter was fated,
that it has always been written in the stars
ever since the dawn of time.
With all the time we have left,
I’d encourage us to create all the memories we’ll carry
to the end of time in the afterlife.
Having our souls united as one in a harmonious union
truly means the whole universe to me
and it’s something I sincerely cherish with my all.
I will always fight for us, for our lives
And I will never give up on us,
For as long as we both shall live.
Thus, I vow—
However long we’re privileged to be each other’s counterparts,
However long we’re privileged to be each other’s wives,
to fill the world
with all the love and the joy you deserve;
‘til the end of time,
to the ends of the world,
‘til death do us part,
‘til death we do art.
As above, so below,
As within, so without.
As the universe, so the soul;
And so it is."
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Jan 14, 2022
Jan 14, 2022 at 9:22 PM UTC
Neri Oxman once said:
"You have to go away, to come back home.
You'll never truly have a sense of home,
until you leave home."
Such discontentment over the thought of home
can never carry the despair that is just so wary.
Henceforth; I bemoaned of home---
only to wander far away from it.
Only to never come back home.
Because in truth, my "home" had been lost.
My "home" already went away.
New one, old one---
They depict such distinct disparity
But then again... this is as good as it can get.
Yet, bemoan I still.
Aug 2, 2021
Aug 2, 2021 at 9:15 PM UTC