When you hear her name
I could see the color of your eyes changed
I could see your smile faded quickly,
And your laugh were silenced in a second
When you see her
I could still see how you would lost your breath,
I could still see how you would stop holding my hand,
And your body shaken did not know what to do
But I know
I know you have been hurt
I know you were still with her even if you were with me
And in the nights you were hoping for her to call you back
I know
You would walk away from me if she asked you
You would hurt me if she wanted you
I was no one, no one but a temporary shelter
Your body left your mind in her, and who am I to take them away from her
Maybe your physical realm is here, but you are still with her
I was foolish to even try to compete with her, hoping that I would win you
When in fact, there was no competition
She has won you
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC
Since you kissed me I have lost everything to you. Those scarlet lips was carved beautifully; your brown eyes and its exquisite complexion captivates me; and your voice lit up something inside me
*I am astonished by your beauty, like an art
Everything that you say inspires me, like a spell
I want all of you only for myself, like an egoist*
I wonder if my eyes are too naïve sometimes
You kept saying that you are not good enough; you are not pretty, and you are not just the way I see you.
You know I am just happy to see you—feel insecure
With that I could have you
All for my self
Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 9:28 PM UTC
Two people could never have been more in love than the two of us. A spark at first glance, suddenly roaring as a huge fire. At every moment we'd tell the other how much we loved them and how we wish they'd never leave. Two hearts and two minds, completely intertwined. But now it feels different. The light in your eyes has gone. My smile wiped from your mind. Is this what love is? A flurry of passion then nothing? I thought love was to be shared, nurtured over time, a never ending passion. As I lay here seemingly forgotten, in endless confusion, It seems "love" is just a syllable, it's meaning lost to history and its intent ignored in the doldrum of life. It is why I now ask: Do you even remember my name?
Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 6:35 AM UTC
I've heard people who are away from each other say-
"at least we're under the same sky"
but we're not,
because it doesn't rain here the way it does back home,
the sun isn't warm enough to tingle my bones.
the sky here bends to meet buildings and towers,
not the hills and mountains and their wonder
So I say-
"but we're not. the sky here is different."
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 10:48 PM UTC
I miss you so much
I miss you too
I want you so badly right now
Me too, darling...
I miss holding you
And your presence
And your voice
*I miss the smell of your perfume
I miss your hands
I miss running my fingers through your hair*
I miss the taste of your lips
And the warmth of your skin
I miss your eyes and their depth
I miss you entirely
I miss your being around me
******* it, Lorenzo*
Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 8:18 AM UTC
Do you love me?
Those four words were once so hard to say with sanity. As if my mother tongue forbade me to know how it meant once. I have sat all day in the empty spaces of us; trying to find an answer without verbalizing it
So I slept on it; I waited on it; I walked on it; I dreamed about it; I accepted it;
And I meant it
And I realized; why should I ask him? Because if he loves me he would tell me. Maybe he is not the type of guy who wander around and saying I love you—a shy one, perhaps—my mind stops thinking.
Or
He simply does—not love me?
He stared at me in a long pause and kissed me at 2 a. m
‘Do you like me?’ I asked
He stopped and bit my lip; he was not quite there yet
Loud and clear, I have found my answer in his silence
*It's not even a hard question god **** it!*
Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 8:13 AM UTC
What if I tell you that I don’t need to go back?
Since
I have found my home in your presence
What if I tell you?
That It is you,
Where I belong to?
You are
The only place where residing feels like reincarnating
And I could never be a wanderer nor a stranger in you
—hence I surrender my heart to be left in you
If I tell you so, would you stay?
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 12:55 AM UTC
When you came, he was not expecting you. Not even once it crossed his mind. “Don’t” He said to the mirror. You knew he was staring at you from distance and maybe it was enough or maybe it was not, but who knew?
You should have not given him any sign—whatsoever, if you would not stay, if you were only to make him suffered.
He was bath in fantasies yet fearing that he had no chance. Though you encouraged him to dive free into your world, without knowing how to swim?
You were not kind, but he preached you. To him, you were something that only existed in dream. His id and ego clashed like lightning and thunder. In war, fight or fly?
You might not be crazy about him. But he was. And maybe, he is still insane. Even, after all the torment and miseries you gave away for him.
I know for sure what he feels, or maybe I don’t.
I am afraid I was him; maybe I, still, am him.
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 12:33 AM UTC
Your eyes meet mine;
Your lips kiss mine;
Your breath breathes mine;
Your hand holds mine;
Your love loves mine;
Your words rhyme mine;
Your shadow mimics mine;
It feels like everything that is yours is mine
Mine,
This is a crazy thing, a crazy ups and downs
An emotional roller coaster, bents and breaks
There is an urge inside my chest—screaming
Because it carves your name for the very first time
It feels like everything that is mine is no longer mine—but yours.
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 12:19 AM UTC