I am so sorry.

For every time I hurt you..

For every cruel word I’ve ever said to you..

For not seeing what you needed most..

For not being kind to you as much as everyone else..

For every tear you have wasted..

For every time I stepped on your heart..

For every time I didn’t believe in you..

For every time I didn’t listen to you.

I am so sorry.

For ripping you apart..

For destroying the beautiful things in you..

For always making you pay the price..

And I apologise for all the wrongdoings I caused you!

Forgive this fallible human that is you.

I am so sorry.

Wandering soul, keep searching,

roaming this desert in peaceful pace.

A year without rain, a well you find;

hollowness it is, too deep

and all dispersed.

Fall in, unyielding devil;

veiled in the darkness,

no souls, only echoes,

aching thirst, numb fingertips

and beams of hope.

Close your eyes, dark angel,

float down a water dreamscape;

your yearning heart is speechless,

in memories, it believes

in a well flowing with tears.

Dive deeper, weeping well;

all is concealed but a thank you,

transcend into a sapphire ocean.

In this flowing freedom, you live!

for a dear face, for a new promise.

A familiar shore

they’ve known before.

A pink sea shell

with a story to tell;

the memory it saves

in the sound of waves;

in wondrous lands

they hold up hands

as love is home

& time is sea foam.

It is love in mist

with a tragic twist

and woven fates

as time awaits.

Their souls are sinking

Listen, they’re singing

euphoric elegies

& resonant apologies.

They close their sight

on broken dancing light

in deep ink ocean

in still worded motion;

embracing for infinity

as their love an eternity.

Near dawn she opened her eyes..

The moon glinting in the sky and the sun about to rise..

He threw a stone at her window; something he had to say..

a strange feeling led her all the way..

She climbed a tree down as they held hands..

They ran across the beach and played with golden sands..

They built a fancy castle as their eyes unable to meet..

blushing cheeks and glances incomplete..

When she turned away, he felt dead..

So he took his breath and said..

all the words at her smiling face..

about how she made his heart race..

He counted every pulse his heart beat..

and her face reddened in summer heat..

as they stared at their own tiny feet..

The stars were fading..

The waves were breaking..

and the castle was erased..

as they quietly embraced..

The stillness of change has spoken,

for their brand new life,

but not the stars across the wide-open

and the never-ending strife.

It follows through steady and broken

tempting fate not to twist the knife.

It fades against the city lights,

against the sleepless nights;

of shadows in sleeping denial

trapped in collective spiral

on marble pedestals taking higher

the dreams born in mire.

Ocean eyes see the heart of things;

Souls like birds each passing day

with eccentric hearts of silver wings.

Thus, wind come what may,

listen when the day sings

to the bird caged in clay.

Souls long for tranquil still;

a soothing thrill

of listening to eternal gratitude,

the sole friend in solitude,

which never decays

and within, it always stays.

They gaze up the stars above,

at eternal earnest love,

waiting forever for the lofty sky

to finally decide and cry

a one shinning tear

to reside with them here.