One of the things
you wanted me to
experience was the
peace of solitude

the rainfall on my mind
waters the flowers in my heart

I want to un-feel everything I ever felt

Falling for you was never hard
It was more like falling down from the moon
and into the hands of a star

You broke her walls and you did it beautifully
Now she is breaking and she is doing it beautifully

Isn't it strange
that we feel
so homeless and
so homesick
both at the same time

Her poems were unnoticed
the mystery was unsolved
the love was not reciprocated
the tears never stopped
the sea was never calm
the winds never changed
her heart had it all safe

Even in my wildest nightmare
you appeared as an angel

Even in the storms
she flew like an angel

They tell us about
the stars that shine
But never about the
scars and the scary times

You were my moonlight
when my moon was scared to shine again
my heart it said that
no more could it feel the pain
that day I fell in love with you
and wondered what would it be like
if you loved me too

A poet looks for words when there are no words to say

He died on this very day
a year ago.
Late night car crash.
So unexpected.
I cried the whole night
thinking I would've at least
said it's okay.
He never ever left my veins

And you just vanished
Breaking my heart
But leaving a smile on my face

When it rains I think of you
roaming on the street at night
When it rains I think of you
Kissing me in broad daylight
When it rains I think of you
Sleeping by my side
When it rains I think of you
And the times when you were mine

In some years what will happen
Will you cry when I die of loving you
Will you ever regret what you did to us
Or will you ever talk about me like something you miss
Will you tell her how much I loved you and how you let me down
Will you apologize to the stars every night after she's fast asleep
Will you tell your best friend that you should have given me a chance
Will you try to call my mother and apologize for hurting her only daughter every single time she tried to love you
Will you call my dad and tell him that you made his daughter's life a living grave
tell me what will you do
When I die of loving you

His smile
was like a witchcraft
in the world of demons and monsters

They call is weak
and then fear to give us the power

She was the words
his poems missed out on