I want
The holding hands,
that “just because for you”.
The random reassurance,
that we’ll make it through.
The plan dates,
that honesty and truth.
The future of us,
that being a kid.
The growing old together,
that you and me.
The love I keep,
that I’m willing to give.
The courage I seek,
that brave one to fall deep.
The feeling safe to be
that fragile but in one piece;
As long as you’re staying,
I’ll take it all,
the beauty and ugly.
—n.y
Jan 11, 2024
Jan 11, 2024 at 9:15 AM UTC
Make believe and having hopes.
It can be dangerous to have these,
when you keep wanting to see,
the good in everything.
Without having a grip on reality,
it can **** brutally;
The longing.
—n.y
Nov 26, 2023
Nov 26, 2023 at 6:28 PM UTC
To see things differently.
To comprehend it all,
from different perspectives.
To have empathy and to believe.
To own and learn from each of it;
The reason behind everything.
—n.y
Nov 19, 2023
Nov 19, 2023 at 9:12 AM UTC
The letters I wrote for my future lover.
They should warn them how it can be disastrous.
For when there’s calm, there can be happiness.
For when there’s a storm, it can be breathless;
The highs and lows are unconscious.
—n.y
Nov 14, 2023
Nov 14, 2023 at 4:17 AM UTC
Being lost in translation.
In between the silence and perceptions.
Those words that were said but not meant,
and those that are meant but not said;
Tragic love ending.
—n.y
Nov 8, 2023
Nov 8, 2023 at 11:55 AM UTC
I own the version you think of me.
The misguided one in your story.
There aren’t enough apologies,
able to change the narrative.
For the way you see things;
Put the blame
on my k/illings.
— n.y
Nov 2, 2023
Nov 2, 2023 at 10:09 AM UTC
For once I wish to be safe.
For once I hope that I could be.
Safe to have feelings,
Safe to be myself and not hiding.
From the fact that I’m hurt.
From the fact that I’m in love, still.
But too much of emotions,
Lead me to destruction down the alley.
Is there somewhere?
I could be in pieces,
In peace.
—n.y
Jun 1, 2023
Jun 1, 2023 at 1:33 PM UTC
Falling apart like flowers
Wilted with breakable bone
For once I’ve been watered
With hope to bloom
For second I won’t be the one
Like you used to tone
For I’m the dried petals
Crushing to its doom.
—n.y
Jun 14, 2021
Jun 14, 2021 at 2:02 PM UTC
Longing for the unknown,
and it hurts to know,
that we crave for the one,
that we don’t know.
The empty hole,
unwilling fall,
unfulfill hope.
—n.y
Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 9:38 AM UTC
The stars shine, the sun rises.
The moon lights and the sky cries.
Even in dream, even in real life.
Even when the living is full of lies.
As day goes by.
—n.y
Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 8:17 AM UTC