I didn't know
I had to put out
these flames
just to find out
the fire would
still be there.
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 12:58 AM UTC
I'm sorry if
my silence is
mistaken as
ignorance;
if my tendency
to be demure
is deemed
discourtesy
I'm sorry if
my lack of comment
is judged as
indifference;
if my pair of ears
aren't enough
for you
I'm sorry if
you cannot see
that my language doesn't
flow through speech;
if you can't tell
which one
is which
I'm sorry if
my silence
does not console
your unease;
if you want your
voice to drown
among noises
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 3:11 AM UTC
I've stopped writing
about love
about how soft it feels
on my fingertips
how its scent lingers
on the tip of my tongue
as I slowly choke to
death
I still yearn
for the blankets to engulf
my body
like how your chest
used to be my safest place
But now it pains me
to reminisce over your
long lashes that align
with your stare,
that was meant for
someone else
to close my eyes and feel
your lips brush against
my tears
as the vacancy within you
tries to fill the vacancy within me
I've forgotten what love
truly tastes like
All I know is sometimes
I have to be wary of how good
it can be
Because no matter how much
you pour yourself into the jar
it will always spill
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 9:35 AM UTC
I just would like to
slide my fingers between
the empty spaces of your hand
and lean my head
on your shoulder
feeling your pulse
beating in time with mine
I'd like to smell
the familiarity I used to
drench myself in
but now I'm soaked in a new odor
washed off the memories with
lavender soaps and vanilla scents,
with the occasional raindrops
prickling down my skin
I would like to see you up close
and trace the lines beneath your eyes
and wonder why your lashes are so long, it's unfair
wonder if your eyes
have forgotten who I am
I would like our souls to be free of this superficiality,
and unwind in a smoke form
no telling where you begin and I end
I would like us to stop being so afraid
and for our paths to cross again
and most of all, I'd like to see you smile in a way
that your heart is on display
no more hiding in dark corners,
listing dreams instead of making them true
If it was so wonderful,
then why aren't we doing it again?
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC
So, that's it then? I just hand my heart to you and get it back broken?
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
I'm knitting
away my pain
turning it
into a scarf
to wear
around my
neck.
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
When I entered a cafe
on a particular friday
I saw a tall, lean guy
behind the counter
He had a pair of familiar eyes
I didn't remember
I took a good look
at the cut on his eyebrows
and it reminded me of the scar
I had on my right thigh
As he muttered,
"How can I help you?"
I forgot
how we were living
in bodies, trapping
our souls from
reaching each other
I didn't know him then
but I remembered his smile
I looked at him
in curiosity
wondering
if he remembered mine
The guy was no book
I couldn't read him
like a piece of literature
The guy was no song
I couldn't listen
to what his heart
was singing
The guy was no film
I couldn't watch
his entire life before
my eyes
But the guy was like
every other guy
so I dreamt a whole
lifetime with his presence
and I said,
"No, never mind,"
and walked away.
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 11:42 AM UTC
I thought the stars
were supposed to align
when you met your soulmate.
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 1:06 AM UTC
Why is it that you keep lingering in my head
And I'm not even resisting the sounds that call out your name
Song lyrics always bring me back to the thought of you
They are ocean waves in which I swim
and somehow I always end up on your shore
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 7:53 AM UTC