You were my umbrella,
through rough winds and inclement weather.
To withstand and withhold,
you were my protection, my stronghold.
Beneath you I sought shelter -
something I had never done before.
Holding you closely,
observing you in admiration and awe.
Life swayed in all directions,
testing your strength and yet you stood.
Until one day a storm came,
and separated us for good.
Turned inside out,
taken capture by the wind.
My love for you was timeless -
a wound that never healed within.
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 4:44 PM UTC
He, was in love with her plays
her masquerade
tragedies
shakespearean days
Her fences
Defences
Her armoured-
Sensitives
Her past
her facade
her lovely charm
and, learnt, laugh
The curtains close
the room brightens
But he'll fall in love again
the next night,
when they reopen.
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 4:27 AM UTC
11.18 a.m
I didn't think it was possible
To wake up missing someone
That was until,
I dreamt of kissing you
Every touch. Every look.
So now I wake up
Missing you.
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 6:46 AM UTC
When i die, please leave my gravestone blank.
For a name is just a selection of 26 letters
a lost blue print, among many lost inventors.
Over time my name will be erased
from the harsh erosion taken place
i'll beat life at it's own game
before anyone can say "what was her name?"
Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 10:40 AM UTC
i want to be the centre of attention
in your eyes
i want you to look at me in my vulnerable moments and think
"gosh she's beautiful"
i want you to love me for who i am
even when I have messy hair
scrunched up in a bun on the top of my head
or when i have a bare face
my pale complexion
with millions of imperfections.
i want you to love my brain
the way i think
the way i talk
the way i a n a l y s e things
I want you to trace your finger across the
small ridge on my nose
Stare at the o u t l i n e of my rouge lips
and gaze into my eyes like you gaze at the stars
when you feel alone.
oh so alone
i want you to study every pixel of me
every inch of skin
and think-
"wow, i want to be with her forever"
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 10:27 AM UTC
They say roses are red
and violets are blue
But what if I'm colour blind?
What if roses are blue
and violets are red
What if the grass is grey and the sun is black?
What If your love is fake?
You're a mistake.
But wait
Don't hesitate
To take your blue roses
and your red violets
with you
And give them to the next girl in line at the flower shop
Let's hope she's not colour blind too
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 10:44 AM UTC
i think I'm addicted to the ache in my bones
the sinking feeling in my chest
the feeling of tears behind my eyes
just bursting to be released.
a dam breaking.
the salty water finding its exit
seeping through the cracks in the corner
a sudden pleasure when the water gushes
down
my
cheeks.
Niagara falls.
i think I'm addicted to
depression.
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 11:22 AM UTC