we are not the same
i was falling apart
you were falling in love
we are the same
i was falling in love
you were falling apart
we are not the same
i found myself through us
you lost yourself through us
we are the same
i lost myself through us
you found yourself through us
just an inch closer
I'm almost there
oh, you've taken a new step
just an inch closer
we're almost there
oh, you've changed your mind
a mere inch it may be
but on parallel standings,
we're still worlds apart
that's okay
we were _almost_ there
— cs wondering
Jul 18, 2024
Jul 18, 2024 at 5:11 AM UTC
solitude is the warm, afternoon sun
that shines on your skin
the kind that makes you feel
sleepy and lazily comfortable
the kind that makes you
doze off to a string of daydreams
solitude is the stale, cold air
that creeps through your open windows at night
the kind that embraces you
while you're tucked beneath your sheets
the kind that gets you restless
as you toss and turn to a string of thoughts
it is precisely the gap between
a knowing, comfortable silence and restlessness
i toss and turn,
i pace back and forth between silence and restlessness
i am at peace
yet i am at a state of unrest
i like solitude today
yet i also feel lonely tonight
am i at peace or
am i merely stuck in a state of nothingness?
are you at peace?
or do you merely dream of being at peace?
— cs wondering
Jul 18, 2024
Jul 18, 2024 at 3:24 AM UTC
I still remember how it felt when I first knew him.
I didn't always love him.
I thought him to be arrogant and cocky.
But endearing all at the same time.
He had this childlike, careless spirit.
I was less of an adventurer,
on the other hand.
But for some reason,
he made me feel awfully brave.
Jul 8, 2021
Jul 8, 2021 at 5:22 PM UTC
It’s funny you used to think I’m not affectionate
It’s funny you used to think I didn’t enjoy cuddling
It’s funny you used to think it’s a bonus if I touched you
It’s funny you said I love you first.
Yet today I cling onto every hope you give
And every touch you make.
The sequence is all messed up,
You loved me first
But I ended up loving you more.
Will we always remain on parallel standings?
Or will we eventually meet again?
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 8:09 AM UTC
I suppose the closest thing to love
That’s left between us now
Would be distance
I’ll let you go
In hopes that
You’ll come back home again.
Or maybe I’m not letting you go
I’m just letting myself hope.
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 8:04 AM UTC
Will you be mine for this lifetime?
I said yes
& suddenly a lifetime
went by in a passing month or two
I wish you’d cautioned me then
that lifetimes are
but short lived moments of false joy.
I wish you’d cautioned me then
that lifetimes are
but expiry dates set in stone
from the very moment we first met.
Yet, I still wish you’re the one
at least for this lifetime.
Then perhaps
we could still be
carefree teenagers
ridiculously
& hopelessly
in love,
as we once were.
Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 1:24 AM UTC
you’re awake
when I’m asleep
you’re asleep
when I’m awake
slowly but pretty surely
we fall into a pattern
called ‘familiarity’
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 12:38 PM UTC
I wish
I was
Stronger
So I could
Carry
Not just
One
But the
Both
Of us
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 11:51 AM UTC
I truly wish that
I could’ve been more
Than a mere insignificant being
You wouldn’t even blink an eye for
Or perhaps I wish that
I could’ve been more
Of a human you could
Bring yourself to love a little more
These thoughts inch
and poke away
At the foundation
I’ve built my sanity on
Especially more so
on these lonely nights
Where I sometimes think
I’m stronger than I am
But then think maybe
I’m less that I thought
And then I wish
I was more than just this
But why would it even matter?
When all I’m capable of is
having you face your back against me
And I’m nothing more than
a hollow shell of
the woman I used to be
And you’re nothing more than
the hollow shell of
the man I used to love
And yet despite all of that,
I still ******* do.
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 11:49 AM UTC