I try to love, love;
but it seems elusive to me.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 8:03 AM UTC
it aches and hurts,
my beating heart yearns;
the "what ifs" and hopes,
it longs for your empty words.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 5:53 AM UTC
I'd rather be judged and burned,
Than to paint myself as a nun.
The only way I could escape,
Was to show you my mistake.
You bathe to call yourself a saint,
Truth is I made you great.
Lost myself to make things right,
Villainizing me let's you sleep at night.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 2:34 AM UTC
Remember the day of that April summer?
I broke down to your rejection.
After the times I chose you,
I was never the one you'd choose.
To the excuses you've made,
Have you planned them out?
Like a web of notes on the ground,
Which do you pick to put me in a frown?
To the sleepless night I wake,
I think to myself today...
Was I supposed to stay?
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 2:31 AM UTC
on the outside,
i placed my cards on a lifeline
when did it dawn unto you?
morning, noon or midnight?
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 2:23 AM UTC
Indebt to the armor below par,
I soldered myself a new one.
I was enamored with the illusion,
But...
Alone in my reflection.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 2:08 AM UTC
In my manuscript,
I've burned my past lives.
Deep in the cortex's haze,
Memories buried in sighs.
There was no reason no why,
It was a vague albeit goodbye.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 1:52 AM UTC
people getting traumas left n right,
good ones leaving the fight...
if love is worth it,
why is everyone in spite?
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 1:48 AM UTC
A pair of twos met,
under the summer sun;
Inside bleak tables,
conversing endless fun.
Merrily drunk with acquaintances;
I noticed your gaze.
Brushed it off as coincidence;
I couldn't escape.
In secret we rendezvous;
Exchanging other people's affair who knew?
This island became smaller;
I had already met you.
Fast as a comet,
we burned bright and fast;
Thought it was real,
the stone became ash.
Our stars didn't align its true,
I was the Earth and you were the Sky;
Ill-fated chance,
I bid adieu, goodbye.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 1:21 AM UTC
Memories of endless heartache,
He mitigated me everyday.
Flip the sign on the door,
We walked out on the sixth floor.
Reminisce the hurt was now less,
Holding on was the mess.
If I was the judge or jury,
I would say, "Guilty."
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 1:15 AM UTC