At 3 AM, I think
about that moment
our souls collided
and the rest of the world
disappeared like smoke
you brushed my hair
away from my face
you held me so close
I could almost hear
the sound of your heart
our lips touched
and it was magic
"Fairy tales do exist"
I told myself
No, my love. You exist
and you make me feel
the kind of feeling
people write books about
You are my first love
being last isn’t necessary
but I would wish
and I would pray
that if it is possible…
Forever will be on our side
Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 12:49 AM UTC
maybe the rain falls
when a person
commits suicide
maybe the rain falls
when a child dies
maybe the rain falls
when an old man
eats all alone
maybe the rain falls
like tears
when it sees
its mother
in agony, in pain
maybe the rain falls
when a guy’s heart
gets broken in pieces
maybe the rain falls
when a girl
gets cheated on
maybe the rain falls
because
they’re the tears
that you keep
because maybe
when you cry
you might not know
how to stop
maybe the rain falls
because
it cries with you
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:31 AM UTC
At 2 AM when the lights are out,
what do you find yourself with?
That text from an old lover you had
that you keep reading and reading
and wishing for things to go back
or the shouts from the walls across
of uselessness and incompetence
that they call irreconcilable differences
which usually marks the end of love,
or the cries of from a boy’s dream
of monsters in the closet and fat F’s
and the bullies the shove him in lockers
or could it be the endless arguments
your mind and heart make at dawn
because you’re heart is giving up
but your mind, such wonderful swirls
is holding on… hoping… coping
There are a lot of reasons to drown
Sadness, debt, heartache, loneliness
a lot of reasons to pull that trigger
jump off that roof and stop the beating
This world is mercilessly cruel but
it is also beautiful, there is no other
and I’m proud to say I am a survivor
but not for cancer or calamities
or serial killers who go berzerk
and shoots everybody in sight
I survived life, the most horrible thing
but also the most wonderful there is
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:30 AM UTC
A year ago today
I wished for you
and your name popped
on my Facebook page
saying “Merry Christmas”
Giddy, I replied
“You too” with a smile
We talked for days
I started to like you
No, I fell in love with you
It went on for months
until…
the spark vanished
it wasn’t there anymore
and you…
you weren’t there anymore
To be completely honest
I miss you
I miss you so much it hurts
but I thank you
for being the best thing
that’s ever happened to me
I hope this isn’t goodbye
but if it is…
Thank you for stopping by
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:30 AM UTC
Don’t let go of my hand
when I get sad for no reason
and tell you I hate you
because the truth is, I don’t
I could’t. I hate to admit it but
I think I never could… hate
Don’t let go of my hand
when after a long, tiring day
I choose to get my slumber
than to talk to you, my lover
Don’t let go of my hand
when things between us get sad
or ugly because that’s life and
that’s love and when you’re in love
everything seems so much better
Don’t let go of my hand
when I need you because I’m sad
because my favorite TV show ended
or because I lost someone dearly
Don’t let go of my hand
Instead, hold me close and tell me
that things will be okay, that things…
are just things and they don’t matter
that you’re there for me, always
because I won’t let go of your hand
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC
To you, my lover:
had you told me sooner
that you are infatuated
with my quirks
and the way I laugh
I would have thought
“Why the hell not?”
and maybe
just maybe
there could have been
no, scratch that…
we could have been
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:28 AM UTC
I don’t know
how to write
because all I see
is blank paper
a mix of letters
and a wreck
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:26 AM UTC
One, two, three, four
my tears fall from eyes
and lands down the floor
Five, six, seven, eight
I tried to stop them
But I guess it’s too late
Nine, I wish I could tell you
“Oh, I am fine” but —
Ten, they begin to fall again
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
I need
Your smell
To fill
The air
That
Poisons me
I need
Your voice
To fill
The silence
That
Deafens me
I need
Your touch
To fill
The emptiness
That
Consumes me
I need
Your heart
To fill
The loneliness
That
Kills me
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:22 AM UTC
I have a million thoughts running
through my head, circling like wheels
but none of them will be heard
none would come out as a word
I stare blankly at this paper
not knowing what to write to you
But I have a lot to say; hidden feelings,
unsaid words, and a longing
You took a part of my puzzle,
a puzzle that I have yet to complete
Now, my puzzle will always have a hole,
always have that one missing piece
You are my first thought in the day
and the last that leaves my mind at night
I gave you power, I gave my heart away
I loved you with all my heart, you didn’t stay
I am cold, frozen, and heartless
with death, no longer a heavy fear
with death, as a friend I want to meet
to end this pain I’ll forever feel
You came back, back to my crushed soul
“Do I deserve this?” I ask, you said no.
Out of fear, out of pain, I walked far, far away
“I love you.” you whispered, but silence
— silence was all I heard
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:21 AM UTC