I should have sent my love letters to Cupid
And ask Destiny for the right time.
Yet stubborn as I am, I remain still…

Some loves are too shallow for me to dive into
So, I remain in the shoreline,
always testing the waters…

Frost caught up
to ghostly fingers;
His December walks
filled dark prophecies,
would he witness
another year
or a month?

In the deep snow,
he knew the answer.

The Necromancer told him,
in her underworldly dreams,
he had once been her true love.
He smirked:
I’m still here
in your words.

I’m hugging my knees waiting for someone

I still have time because I’m a young one

Do I? As everyone had not only one love

Naive, am I? They call me from above

Harmony, was just about,
as within the car-filled streets I found,
The merry symphony of sound,
Of people, of wind and birds.

Harmony, was about the spring,
of the sun rays that hit the ground,
green, for all it was around,
sparkling dew of remembrance.

And remembrance was the winter
where ash fell from the sky.
It was always a hinder,
for us to say goodbye.

So this I send to you,
in hopes that I will let go
of memories, sweetest,
that make me stop… and smile
carry me with your heart, but not in mind.
(for I will never let go,
Of the love I hold for you so...)

I have a great many dreams,
Fierce passions in my heart,
In pursuit of each one,
My days and nights I part.
With every toil and endeavour,
I claim the fruits of strife,
And take my triumph home,
And rest on laurel's height.

I have a great many dreams,
Some within my reach I’ve clutched,
Others still lie in wait,
For my relentless pursuit.

I have a great many dreams,
Chasing all these dreams, I admit,
Can tire a soul, but still it's fun to win.
I persist, undeterred by doubt.

When our paths first crossed,
I thought you disdained me,
As every day, greetings flew,
You remained quiet,
No salutation to me.

Status changed, now we’re classmate,
sitting in the same class,
learning the same things,
when voices roam,
there’s one stay quiet to me,
after a while, that one spokes to me,
that one is you, and
I caught a glimpse of kindness in your eyes.

Weeks into months, we've grown close,
Like kindred spirits bound by trust,
You confessed my presence lights your day,
Even mimicking my gentle curve in writing,
A tender touch to my heart, sweet soul.

Now the sands of time are flowing,
just a few months left to go,
we should’ve been closer earlier,
a thorn in my heart, this feeling of -
regret.

I always wonder what people are thinking,
What they’re feeling, what their hearts are sinking into.
I’ve always been imaginative,
Creating worlds where kindness grew.

Once, I made up friends from dreams,
In magical places stitched at the seams.
Worlds full of people who cared for me,
Where love was simple, pure, and free.

Now, I have those friends—I really do!
But it feels unreal, like it can’t be true.
Me? With friends? It’s hard to believe,
When my soul still aches, unable to relieve.

The pain inside, it doesn’t fade,
A silent shadow, always stayed.
So I use my imagination now,
To wonder about others, to figure out how—

How they think, how they feel, how they hurt,
I try to lift them from the dirt.
To help them see their future shine,
To imagine a joy brighter than mine.

I tell myself it’s selfless care,
But deep inside, I’m so aware.
I’m not just helping them—I know,
I’m trying to fill the hole in my soul.