I fear being alone.
The idea of dying
without someone who cares about me,
loves me, needs me, adores me,
and tolerates me.
Will I die alone?
Without a ring?
Without knowing me?
What if my love
just left this universe
before I even met him?
Will he be my love—
or someone else?
Will I be admired?
I'm more scared to be alone
than to be loved.
Or if he's mine,
I will love him eventually.
Will I find…
The One?
Aug 29, 2025
Aug 29, 2025 at 10:14 PM UTC
When i was with you
You were water
You were easy
When i was distracted, just for a second
You turned into a wood
A strong big tree
When I tried to water you
To make you soften to me
You shut me down
When i was absent
You turned again
You turned into an iron
When i tried to melt you
So you can turn back
Turn to the last time I felt happy with you
Loved by you
Then when i was having a trouble and became absent
When I met you again
You turned into a big diamond
That I can’t melt or do anything with it
You’ve changed , when I needed you the best
From liquid to solid
And I'm still trying to figure you out
Still hoping
Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 10:01 PM UTC
The sky looks blue with blurry clouds,
like my thoughts and my feelings without you.
The grass looked greener than last time, when we met.
The coffee is less bitter when we chat.
My brain starts to bloom when you're here.
You're the sun to my sunflower.
You're warm like an oven.
You're my oven.
Jun 13, 2025
Jun 13, 2025 at 7:52 PM UTC
What if I die, and leave this universe —
Will you still think of me?
Will you feel my absence?
Will you miss me?
What if I never met you —
Would you know?
Would you feel?
Would you care?
What if I was never here, in this universe —
Would it change anything?
Would my place be taken?
Would the world care?
Would you care?
Jun 13, 2025
Jun 13, 2025 at 7:39 PM UTC
how could you leave me
when I'm the one waiting?
how could you abandon me
when I'm the one hurting?
I have been holding our memories,
every chapter, every save of our journey I was holding.
Are thirteen years — fifty-two seasons — not enough?
For you to stay?
For you to wait?
But I guess you're still leaving,
and I'm still holding, still waiting for just a glimpse.
And knowing that I'm going to love you, even with your shadow.
Jun 8, 2025
Jun 8, 2025 at 6:18 PM UTC
joking all day to make them laugh, to make them happy
laughing at everything, just to be seen
humoring them, to keep them entertained
being full of energy, even when you're drained
being the silly one, even when you're drowning inside
and if the tears remove the makeup,
you must put on another costume, a new one
to make them feel the same happiness
just like a clown, but without a paycheck
Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 6:56 PM UTC
We share one garden,
watering the plants together.
But you stopped,
left me in the garden, alone,
to water it on my own.
And I did— I watered the plant.
But when I got tired and stopped, just like you,
you came back and blamed me.
The plants were gone, and the place turned into a lifeless desert—
like our relationship.
You left me,
and want me to chase you,
so you can blame me again.
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 5:17 PM UTC
i feel lost
like i'm in a big forest and there is no light no map to guide me
to show me where to go
no one there to console me or help me to get to my destination
is there even a destination?
even when i'm lying in my bed
i feel like i'm running
my mind is running
i feel lost
even when i don't have anything to do
i want to fly
away
away from all of this
all of this thought
all of those feelings
i want to stop feeling
feeling this
May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 3:19 PM UTC
I'm waiting for you..
I don't know who
I don't know why I feel this way
or even when I felt this way
I miss you
I don't even know you
but I hope you're waiting for me too
miss me
need me more
I don't know who
how will we meet?
when will we meet?
what do you look like?
are you older or younger?
are you taller or shorter than me?
will you think I'm funny or annoying?
will you see me as fragile or just a crybaby?
I want to see you
I want to know you
I don't know when or how we will meet
but if it were up to me
I'd fly to you immediately
can't wait to see you
my lovely soulmate.
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 10:59 PM UTC
a crack in the glass
a moldy fruit in a fruit basket
a torn page in a book
a broken branch in a tree
a difficult puzzle in a newspaper
a high note in a quiet song
we didn’t match
we never did
but i tried
and i’m tired
May 4, 2025
May 4, 2025 at 11:51 PM UTC
