as you run through the wild,
i got stuck in a quicksand;
a sinkhole of our memories.
i tried to reach out to you,
but you never looked back.
you kept moving forward.
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 10:28 PM UTC
the last time you called
i felt no warmth at all
did you bury our days of old?
or are you just putting up a wall?
is this a game you play?
what's the matter?
you know i'd choose to stay.
despite knowing you'd do better;
with or without me.
even without me.
Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 8:48 AM UTC
i can't help to wonder
how would things turn out
if we dove a little deeper,
swam a little faster,
or held our breaths a little l o n g e r.
Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 12:31 AM UTC
i may be gone for a while,
then be back for a moment,
and even though i have some regrets,
i promise that i will never forget,
how your laughter echoes,
how your voice sounds,
and how your smile shines,
whenever, wherever,
and a million times.
Sep 7, 2020
Sep 7, 2020 at 7:22 AM UTC
you are my ocean,
but i can't just dive into you,
anymore.
because you are my ocean.
and too much of you,
will make me
d
r
o
w
n...
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 8:52 AM UTC
it takes numerous efforts
to fall in love
but it takes one dreadful lie
to mess the whole thing up
Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 2:36 AM UTC
when i see you,
my problems,
temporarily,
vanishes.
when you kiss me,
my tears,
temporarily,
does not fall.
being with you,
is the best.
because when i am with you,
you bring me joy,
which makes me happy,
temporarily.
Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 2:29 AM UTC
i found you,
in the midst of chaos,
of my own thoughts,
of my own feelings.
and you kept me thinking,
should i try?
should i fight?
and risk this battle?
Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 12:58 AM UTC
what is it about birthdays?
it's just another day,
but u just grew older.
it's just another day,
yet everyone knows you.
it's just another day,
when everyone is good to you.
what is it about birthdays
that when it comes
people doesn't treat u
like how they always do?
Mar 5, 2020
Mar 5, 2020 at 5:38 AM UTC
maybe if to you, i didn't lie,
you're still alive.
maybe if i didn't talk back to you,
you're still here, real & true.
maybe if I wasn't naughty,
I wouldn't be visiting you in a cemetery.
maybe if I just listen to everything you've said,
you wouldn't be dead.
maybe if I made you more proud,
you'd sleep beside me safe & sound.
maybe if I didn't stress you so much,
I wouldn't write this such.
maybe if I was a good daughter,
your life lasted longer.
maybe if I didn't do all of those,
you're still here with me real close.
it's been 9 years,
and I still can't stop my falling tears...
Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 5:21 AM UTC