why do we think so much
about the feelings we hide?
why do we filter our thoughts
after a decent amount of overthinking
— only to end up saying things half-heartedly?
what am i afraid of,
what do i fear the most about speaking my heart —
how can i not trust it enough to say
the right things?
as a strong believer of wholehearted expression,
i am a hypocrite for holding back
i just cant put my heart in a position
where it could be
rejected
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 12:51 PM UTC
there's some comfort in the night sky
dark blue
cold, glittering
vast
never could i express my gratitude;
the blessing
of being under such a
beautiful phenomenon.
everything in my life changes
but this remains a constant
the wonder and solace,
the one giving your 2am thoughts some company,
never has it left.
so i guess when i found you,
you reminded me of the night sky:
with your eyes like stars,
the warmth and comfort,
the dreamy vibe,
always there — never gone
you make me too happy —
i feel like i'm looking up
into the night sky
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 11:41 AM UTC
some people are so lucky
that even after hurting,
they get so much love
some people are so unlucky
that even after giving so much love,
they always get hurt
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 11:30 AM UTC
be the friend you've always wanted to have
2. but don't expect others to do the same
3. good people can be bad friends
4. bad people can be good friends
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 11:22 AM UTC
there is just as much happiness
as there is sadness in the world
if any of us stopped to take it all in
at once
we'd c r u m b l e
and br ea k
at the first wave
love where you are
remember where you've been
but dont let the world shake you,
dont let it win
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 11:19 AM UTC
i long for the days i wake up next to you
to watch your ruffled hair sway to the
rhythm of the wind
to stare into your
dreamy eyes
to hold your face in my hands
to lightly caress them
as a smile curls on your lips
i long for the days you make me breakfast
or at least try to
and sip iced milo with me
while telling me lame jokes
i laugh at anyway, because
i love you
i long for the days you come back home tired
angry and moody
and i'll make you your favourite meal
pamper you with your favourite things
kiss your forehead and hold your hand
telling you this is another storm you'll brace through
i long for the days you ask me why i love you
just to feel good about yourself
and i'll tell you all the things you want to hear
i'll do anything to make sure you know
how beautiful you are to me
i long for the days we'll play with our kids
go for their soccer matches
cheering them on like any loving parents would
buying them all they want
cuddling them in our bed
smiling at the thought of
having it all.
i long for the day you and i realise
that all that happened
meant something
how everything pointed to you
and everything pointed to me
how we were meant to have this life
together,
ever since we were kids
silly and young
yet to comprehend the meaning of
fate
i long for the lifetime of knowing
i was always yours,
and you were
always mine.
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 11:09 AM UTC
reflection of stars shining
solemnly onto the broken hemisphere
penetrating into earth
offering h o p e
admiration, serendipity
but little do we know —
the reason behind this gesture,
this kindness,
sacrifice
we have failed
to understand:
candles burn to bring light to others
some humans offer too much joy
to those in sorrow
with none left for themselves.
just empty and
hollow
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 9:41 AM UTC