flowers
chocolates
balloons
stuffed toys
he always knew you weren't fond of them
so today,
he's gonna chase after scattered rays of light among the shallows
he's gonna write you a prose about love and fire tornadoes
he's gonna read to you Pablo Neruda and Maya Angelou
but he's gonna lie about liking pineapples on pizza and not leaving you
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 12:54 PM UTC
here's to making me believe in this world
and in every single thing
i once thought i'm not capable of
like love
and kindness
and all those in-betweens
Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 12:54 PM UTC
one day you're 16
and broken
and you swore to the universe
you'd never let anyone
hold your happiness for you ever again
then you're 21
and still breathing
and you continue to love yourself
'cause if you won't,
no one else will
Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 10:47 PM UTC
he used his senses to define her
with every stroke, firm and definite
turning curves into angles,
spaces into holes,
flaws into perfection
she was his world
she was his art
but little did he know
that she's suffocating
she never wanted to be his world
she only wanted to be part of it
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 5:53 AM UTC
we were just friends
who spoke like lovers
and we try our best
not to burn our tongues
with false assurances
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 6:30 AM UTC
i looked
for the meaning of art
in the dictionary
and i saw you there
standing in a garden of roses
with your eyes closed
and arms wide open
i've never seen
such natural beauty
for a long time
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 10:30 AM UTC
you grow fire trees
in the hollows of your mind
yet your chest remains
to be a lonely void
if you let me in,
will I survive?
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC
make sure
you change
your bedsheets
before sunrise
i don't want you
to miss me
while i'm already busy
moving on
with my life
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 11:55 AM UTC
let's lay on the rooftop
and smoke
until our curious lungs burn
and we'd run out of words to say
but 'i love you'
(i love you)
like the words were spoken for the first time
and we're already drunk with the idea of (love's) reciprocity
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 8:35 AM UTC