In the warmth of the night.
You flew past, slowly and silently
Enough to not make the leaves creak
But like a sweet loving wind, not harsh.
Just enough to make chills run down one's spine.
I loved every moment of us, you lit me up like a lantern, and continued to increase my fire output, my wick was long so it could burn.
But after I ran out of fuel.
Like the wind, you flew away!

Love became empty!

I wonder if they don't see our efforts.
Just because we don't show our tears
Doesn't mean, that we have none

I wonder what they'd think of us, if we stopped lying...
They wouldn't know, that the truth will tear them apart.

I wonder what they'd do, if we stop loving them?
Would they be relieved, or would they cry??

I wonder if they'd cry after seeing our tears.
But you know...

Boys cry too!! We just smile better.

If I was a ballerina...
Swan lake, wouldn't have been able to be my only performance.
Where the sun rises, for Genesis to exist.
How can one's heart be so soft in the strongest way possible!?
My mother, isn't an angel, but I'm sure it took God two extra days to make her.
How else would you explain that.
A woman would hold so much quintessence.
Her presence makes a bad day taste like a vanilla ice cream on a summer beach.
Stella, if you decided to replace a star today.
You'd make the laws of physics confused.
Cause baby, you'd shine so bright, the sun would be like a faint candle light on a pitch black night.
Thank you for being born.
Happy birthday love!

She's too uptight, she should ease up
She's just a proud person.
"If only you knew, that she is trying to mind her business"!

She's a ****... I see her everywhere
I see her with different boys.
"Just because she decided to be free".
But how are you everywhere she is?

She's so pretty looking, nice shape too
Lovely attitude.
But why's she single??
"You didn't know, what her ex put her through."
For her to put on that smile, took hours of daily internal tears.

When she was asked to describe herself in three words.
She wept for the number of times, that she was abused.

For the number of times, people took interest in her, cause of her body.

For the number of times, she has let herself love, and got used for it

The one time she went through a bad day.
And no one asked her about it.

*Sigh, ("I need a hug" she thought)
Everyone thinks she's pretty.
"She must have lots of friends to comfort her.
All her friends want something from her!!
She walked away in tears..

I do not believe in love
But staring at ou...
Makes my butterflies reproduce

I really hate violence
But i want to beat up your ex

I don't go to church at all.
But i pray to a God, who i do not believe in
So he can keep you safe.

I really hate being spoken to.
But your voice are untold melodies to me.
And your words are food to my soul.

****!

She said "i love you"
He smiled, then spoke about the beach house.
The cuddling, with endless kisses.
With essence of ***** smelling all around.

Changing new sheets together.
Walks at the park, holding hands and being there for each other
Dancing to their favorite songs
Cooking, and ending up not eating them.
For the fun of it.
Skipping trips to stay home and do nothing.

She said : what are yhu talking about.
He said: oh, i thought we were just listing impossible things!?

All our pain is covered, by laughter.
Our tears has turned into cold sweat.
But our smile...
Our smile would give a happy person
Low self esteem!

Maybe i deserve pain.
I've cried too much.
I suppose, it's why, it won't rain.
A heart that knows no gain.
Should i plull the plus,
Would it cause a riff, or would it strain
Maybe i deserve pain.
Cause all who've held my heart.
Have felt pain!

They are not busy.
You're just, not that important!
You're not a priority!

Can someone...
Anyone!
Just tell me "i love you"
Even if it's a lie??

I don't do poetry 'cause i was forced to.
I don't write 'cause I've got hands too.
I don't do poetry 'cause i want attention.
I don't write 'cause I've got lyrics and dedication.
I don't do poetry 'cause i want people to see.
I don't write cause my words are as vast as the sea.
I do poetry because i can be me, and i write because in those moments.
Nothing else matters.
It's like a twisted relationship between my mind, and the universe, the ink. And the paper, it's like I'm complete, in an incomplete way.

What if i said i could raise the dead??
What if i said i could take your pain away??
What if i could help the angels carry your blessings for you.
What if i could answer all your prayers.
What if i could end your nights??
What if i could be in your dreams.
Make your nightmares, just mare nights.
What if...
What if i said i loved you.
Would you come to love me back?
What if i died for you??
Would all your sins fade away??
What if i was god, would you pray to me?
    ...No love here...

Gave mankind will.
But want us to still do your bidding.
Sometimes, in myself, i feel like I'm not myself.
Maybe the image of self, is a delusion of one's other self.
What if i was the alter ego, and it was the real self??
What if mankind wasn't created in the image of gods,
What if gods was formed out of the image of man??
They say gods are born out of wishes.
So, tell me. Who wished first.
Are we made for gods, or were they made for us??
Cause it feels like mine has abandoned me.
Or was it i, that abandoned him??

According to michealangelo!
"A woman's heart has to be with god, so that a man, may seek him.
To find her"!
But what if??
Just what if... What if her god's dead??
Does that make my search in vain??

However...
I've been waiting on a sign!
But it seems like i need a new prayer!!

Oh look at him, always smiling about!
(But they don't know he's parents beat him to sleep)
Oh what a wonderful family, always shopping...
(If only they knew, that the home is divided inside)
What lovely couple, always holding hands.
(He secretly beats her till she turns purple)
Look at him, always spending...
(No one sees him working four jobs)
What lovely make up. Such pretty face.
(No one knows she has to do two layers of foundation, to cover those bruises)
... So ... What's your own story??

She was like a dimple...
Nature's beautiful deformity.
She was like a rose...
So much thorns Even Jesus wouldn't bare.
She was like a goddess...
But her gaze will petrify you like meduza!
Now she's like water...
I only expect to drown in her!

Do you still miss me??
I mean...
You can lie, but it doesn't make us even!

When you told me, that you misplaced your own key to the house!
I was a little glad and worried.
Glad cause i didn't want you to come back here anymore.
Worried cause I'd be so lost without you here!

What we had was so much, like a full cup spilling over.
Look at us now.
we can't even find a cup
To contain our emptiness!

I'm sure breakfast in bed sounds nice.
Morning pecks and cold night cuddles, intense romance, and getting caught in moments, that leaves you breathless.
Hand gestures and french kisses.
Unending conversations, talking even about things that didn't matter.
Going on dates and even hitting on the Waiter.
So much love in the air that you caught all.
But then, please look away.
Take walks in a lonely hall.
You can't possibly have all those.
You're single!!
Just keep scrolling...

I am a place where all love comes...
To fail.
A place where all life come to die!
I am the poet, who never writes anything happy.
But my poems make me happy!
I am the place, where all happiness comes to an end!

Thanks to those who didn't stop me from crying. *yhu made me forget my tears.
Thanks to those who left me on the floor, *yhu thought me new ways to stand!
Thanks to those who left, *yhu made me become more independent.
Thanks to those who gave up on me! *i honestly never thought I'd be this strong without yhu.
Thanks to those broke my heart. *i found a new way to love because of yhu.
Thanks to those who didn't reply my talks or messages! *yhu made me enjoy my own company!
Thanks to those who faked smiles to me. *haha, i surely discovered the right way to smile.
Thanks for the pains too, *i never knew my tears tasted this good!
And thanks to those who told me i couldn't do it! *i hope yhu can see me now.
I am doing it!

When he was asked something honest.
He said "he had known her for a long time".
And That, she and truth aren't related.
Even down to the "you" in "i love you"
Was a lie.

She slept through the new year's day.
On valentine she ate her chocolates alone.
On Easter, her eggs didn't have colors.
Her apartment hunted her, on Halloween.
On thanksgiving, her turkey got burnt.
On Christmas eve. There wasn't any sock to hang.
Mistletoe dried up!
Isolated in her own head.
No love here!

She said... "You should hate me"
He said... "It's hard"
"You seem to already hate yourself"

The last text yhu sent...
Became blurry, after i read it.
For the second time!

One can't make up for loss of sleep.
Also can't make up for lost time.
Definitely not of lost love!
You can't make up for losing me...!

Do you feel it too??
The love we had, that glitter
Our memories, in a wonder!
Now it just shakes and stutter.
Like rusty nails that were depraved from water.
We are together, but we fell apart a long time ago.
We are like two people, who didn't matter...
We are separate, with love that ran cold.
In love with each other, but in a different cluster!

Maybe, if I'd just kept walking.
I wouldn't have walked into your life.
Maybe i would walk out of this pain growing like a wilde fire in me.
Maybe if I'd kept walking.
Then maybe you'd only be beautiful from afar!

You know, I'm a fool for you.
It's like you know that no matter what, I'll be there for you...
Even if you ***** up!

So let me be a fool for you!

But do you know what happens to a fool when they become wise??
They stop doing a foolish things.
Things like "being there for you."
So let me be your fool!

Let's just play pretend.
...
Why don't we just say we're in love.
Let's pretend till it turns into a role play.
Till it becomes a routine.
Until we actually fall in love
...
Let's just play pretend

If home was a person not a place.
Then you were my temporary camp site...
And you made me lose my home.
Cause i spent one night with you.

Sometimes... It's good that we fall and break.
So that maybe, just maybe we could be remade from our pieces!
Even shattered glass shines,
When light is Illuminated to it!