My flower petals
Fell like empty shooting stars
With no wish to grant

Like a shooting star
You passed me quick and quiet
I forgot to wish

Now as spring leaves green
I wish on all that I see
Can you hear it now?

My summons for you
All my whispers on the wind
Calling you to me

Sun goes down the littoral,
Painting shadows on the sky.
If skies could tell stories,
Tonight it's telling mine.

The orange molds memories,
Language of love,
Beautiful stories,
But swiftly slithering to mauve.

The vast blue says torment,
Rivers I've cried,
Sleepless nights,
Tears that have dried.

But when the blue will turn black,
It'll scream pain.
As the memories erase,
Loving I'll forsake.

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There are too many darks clouds today
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So I turn on sunny-sounding music,
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Close my eyes,
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And dream of summer
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A mental note📒,
We
SURVIVE
to
"LIVE".
In the process of surviving,
I don't want to forget living.

"You're so mature for your age"
I have to care for my parent and make sure she safe

"You're so responsible"
I have to make sure my parent eats before she gets sick

"Your hearing is amazing"
I listen carefully before walking into a room

"You are so happy to be around"
I don't want others to feel unwanted

"You have such good grades"
They yelled if I didn't do well enough

"Your parents must be rich if you have that much money"
I save the money they give me for lunch instead of eating

"how did you become such a good listener"
I had to listen to them vent about each other

"you always have the greatest ideas"
My ideas only mattered when there was no one else

"Your always up and there for me"
I stayed up listening to fighting and shouts

Now I am a adult trying to navigate life
But back then
I was just a kid

Let all of our thoughts and deeds be indescribable. The source of excellence is mystifying mastery.

The elevator doors closed after you walked in...
My soul and heart left me and went behind you..
Riding up in the same elevator...
I am walking away in the opposite direction...
While my mind and spirit run back to that elevator..
Hoping to catch up with you..
So it is just me now walking..
Soulless..
Maybe I should go back and stand by that elevator..
The door is bound to open again someday...
And I will wait to see you until then...

cry me a thousand rivers
but it's still you
and will always be you.

maybe she already knew
but at least, i didn't told her
that the universe is still in motion
the moment she foreshadowed
my days in undying agony—
living a life without every bit of her soul
in every corner of space
and into the darkest voids of time.