As I search the internet trying to find the right quote for summing up grief
I decided to just stop trying to find that quote
because honestly nothing could've prepared me to face the familiar feelings once again
no matter how the news is given to me
It still isn't easy
words left unspoken or words that I meant to say but now it's too late
writing my feelings helps every once in a while
on paper at least
sadness still remains
certain days are the hardest
but in my mind you still live on
The Sun is in love.
The Moon is in love.
But what they have is a forbidden love.
The Sun chases the Moon.
The Moon chases the Sun.
But a force greater than that forbids their love.
They will never reach each other,
No matter how hard they try.
A Romeo and Juliet story, once again.
They know their bond won't last very long
Because the Sun and the Moon have a forbidden love.
Tell me why we met only to have a crash course
Everything I knew
Was falling apart like confetti
All I wanted was a lover’s embrace
Although I felt the need to retreat for several months
After a month of freedom and fresh air
Stronger than ever
Although I wish I didn’t have to shut you out and run from the fallout
When I finally realized that the fallout was over
I was left wondering why did I have to fall so fast
Only to become a stranger to the one person I loved
Which was myself
I think I've always had a fascination with the moon
and the sun.
It wasn't one of those things that was all of a sudden or joining the crowd.
It was simply not being shy with my admiration for the moon anymore.
I shut people out almost like it's a living
Like I'm getting paid to do it
Even though that's the farthest thing from the truth
It's simply more complex than that
When I see friends out and about
enjoying each other's company
I start to feel this ache in my chest
Not a physical ache but an emotional one
Almost like a longing to have what they have
But how can I miss something that I never had in the first place
Sure people get to know me
introductions and everything else related to friendship
but it seems that every single time
I'm left in the dust
abandoned or replaced
it happens like clockwork
You might argue you have a lot of friends
what about them
I acknowledge the fact that I have friends and I treasure them
don't get me wrong I do
But in the same token, it gets old
I love exploring other genres of music
expanding my music taste is fun
in addition to discovering new artists
but do you ever listen to a couple of new songs and immediately afterward feel like you’ve been listening to the song your whole entire life and just fell out of touch with the song
upon discovering it once again you feel this strange sense of peace and belonging
the strumming of a guitar is so peaceful and calming
I have a couple of songs that I’m fond of
and in my head, I envision the types of songs that during certain scenarios
the songs would be played either at high volume
or at a soft volume, it would be so quiet you could almost hear a pin drop except in the background the strumming of a guitar would be heard
For example when life gets too hectic or I’m feeling overwhelmed
just listening to one of these songs
makes me forget about life just for a bit and immerse myself in the melody and the message of the song
Written while I was listening to one of the songs that I wrote about in this song
“I dont know”
was my response
when you asked me if
I still love you
the world stopped
for the both of us
as I wondered on the thought
of me, being selfish
or being true
and yours upon the
maybe, just maybe
my love for you
neither of us was speaking
and the silence echoed
through the depths of my head
and you uttered
that moment, I knew
that you gave up
on me, and my inner
I crumbled upon
the guilt of telling you
those words, so instead
I let my tongue do
the talking and said
cause it was never hard to say
but it is always hard to face
the reality of being responsible
as if I have to breathe
through somebody’s pair of lungs
and scratch the loneliness
with someone else’s fingers
I changed numbers
cause I had to stay afloat
on the clouds of solitude
free from attachments.