How do you let go
of the things that
wasn't for you
won't wait for you
did not
fight
fo
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
Loving doesn't hurt sometimes
because
it always does
especially when
there have come a time
when the
love is
too pure,
too big
and
too real
to control
Loving doesn't hurt sometimes
because
it always does
When the time
has come
in your life where
all you can do is
accept
defeat
Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 1:53 AM UTC
I wish you could stop
being so insensitive and
become a man you should be.
It ***** how I'm the one
chasing already and
instead of being steady,
you run away from me.
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 9:13 PM UTC
It doesnt matter
If i see it
It doesnt matter
If she sees it
It doesnt matter
If he sees it
It doesnt matter
If anyone in the world sees it
Because until YOU dont see it for yourself
You will never know
You will never understand
The pain you put me through everyday
Whats worse than being hurt
Is that I'm being hurt
By you
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 9:36 PM UTC
Love's misunderstood
By the heart
That’s unable to feel
We give the meanings
So many tags
Yet, love’s above all
We trivialize
And jeopardize
Expectations galore
None that Love wants
Above all our
Laid down rules
It’s akin to freedom
We seem to burden
It with materialistic
Paraphernalia
Love is rustic
Most simple of feelings
Complicated over the ages
Converted to a drama
Scripted by falsity
It’s above those words
Revealing the soul
To a pristine feeling
Thrown into murkiness
Sinister deals
Much effort to malign
Beautiful Love
Let Love be
Away from
Convoluted thoughts
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 9:36 PM UTC
I wonder if you hurt like me.
I wonder if you think about me.
I wonder why you left me.
I wonder why you made me fall
for a reality that was really just my fantasy.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 6:09 AM UTC
I love you.
These three words
I often practice in my sleep
because how could I dare
say in person
I miss you.
These three words
I often practice when I cry
because my heart aches
when you left me hanging
I hate you.
These three words
I often practice when I see you with someone else,
when you lie to me,
when you don't notice me,
when you act like everything's okay
I forgive you.
These three words
I often say
when I cry myself to sleep because
I love you,
I miss you
and I hate you
all at the same time.
And you don't even know it.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 6:03 AM UTC
Year 1
I sat alone in a long
white table and stared
at time passing
Then you sat beside me,
not talking,
not even looking
I felt my blood wishing
and I swear, it was
love at first sight
without even me having
sight of your face then
Year 2
The world will never permit
the sight of us becoming
one.
And so, two minus you
equals
me and everyone
Year 3
You left and I understood
But you came back,
I knew you would
What is this?
Candle light dinner for two,
a walk in a cold December,
hidden agendas in the woods,
no one yet to discover
As I permitted for you to
stay in my left chest,
I became restless
You made a surprise, though
You were a thief, hidden in the shadows
three years of planning
and as you smiled then,
I wished I knew what was coming
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 5:49 AM UTC
I noticed how different
you have become
your smell
your face
your touch
your stare
and
your curly brown hair
And as I wrote down the
things that've changed,
the one thing I wished
to become different,
is still the same.
You still do not care
for the efforts
as to the way I
look at you,
the way I smile
when I see you,
the way I miss you
and the way
I cry when I don't see you
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 5:33 AM UTC