My head
My heart
They're tearing me apart
It's cold and lonely
I want you to caress me
Your warmth I crave
Your voice I chase

It's lust I know
But deep inside I shout
"You're the one I searched for",
"You're the one I want to grow old with",
"You're the one I cherish"

This lust I carry,
Is the origin of my hurt
The pain
The shame that I hide
For you not to see
Because in other people's eyes
It's an inappropriate feeling
"A craving of the flesh" they say
But my lust for you is complicated to explain

I craved for your body to embrace me
Because I yearn to feel your love
I wished for you to say my name intimately
Because I want to hear your love
I dreamt of us kissing intensely
Because I'm dying to express my love
I imagine us together
Because I want TO BE your love

This gut feeling I'm experiencing
Sure it might be one-sided
But I pray to happen
That you and me
A story destined to come true

I'm no main character
In this story we all live in
I'm just that person A
So don't mind me Im just hanging

If this was a fairy tale
I'm that baker in a bakeshop you just passed by
Or I'm that young child playing in the streets
I don't mind

I have no gun to take part
I have no information to share
I'm just an ordinary character
Making the story's complexion

It's no selfish deed to ask for love,
if you gave all of what you have.
It's no bad thing to be vulnerable,
for it shows that you are sincere and open. The tears, the scream, the hurt, and the pain, it doesn't stop there, but don't let it stop you; for all of it is just a mistake we must all learn from.
Just like the malignancy of any torturous feeling, IT'LL JUST KEEP ON GETTING WORSE, learn NOT to **** these heartstrings to be as numb as a rock, but learn to live above the struggle and be as susceptible as a bubble; for love has no definite definition and it comes in all forms, shapes, and sizes, and to see it clearly is to be sensitive as you can be.

"Tale as old as time..."
But our story started just months ago
With a piece of paper that changed it all
As the beauty of your complexion
unleashed the lovesick beast within
As rose petals fall and wither
and I get devoured by this form
Asking for your affection
To be lifted from this damnation

We were chasing the sun from dusk to dawn
We never bothered to look back
We basked in the beauty of the moonlit sky
We did not mind the cold

I'll be honest with you
I'm too tired to run
And I need sleep to rest
So it might be selfish to ask

But can you stop running? turn around
Look back to me
Can you lie beside me? close your eyes
Ease me from the cold

I got your back whenever, whereever
Even when it hurts, I'll endure
I just need a moment with you
A moment to appreciate each other

Cuts and bruises
Blood spills and bone breaks
Fixed by stitches and braces
With rest and medicine

Take time to heal from mistakes
And strive for redemption
For its no weakness to fall
If you will stand again

I gave you all the efforts I can give
Made you happy by bestowing you gifts
All these just for a smile
And attention undivided

I hate to break it to you
But this is wrong
What this is, is not love
And by doing such, we should stop

For love is one can't buy
No material thing can compare
For it is by choice, not by debt
For it is felt, not taken

If this continues
Love won't last
For nothing is permanent
And will eventually fade

So let me say it in a simpler way
Love can't be bought, buying is ownership
I don't want either of us owning each other
I want us to love one another

Deception is a tricky thing
Try not to be swayed
For it can lead you astray
From where the truth lies

Widen your perception
Read between the lines
Connect all the dots
And use what's stored in your mind

Don't be presumptuous
For it will cause your downfall
Think twice before everything
To avoid being fooled

Lost in the headway of time
As decisions led me astray
Missing what was mine
As change takes them away

Discarding some parts of me
To become a better version
For who I am to be
Is a matter of adaptation

Losing my originality
To be accepted
To the eyes of society
Not to be rejected

As I ponder
My mind's a mess
And finding the answer
It took time to assess

Undergoing reconciliation
I won't deny
Finding it hard to answer the question
WHO AM I?

I lied to myself when I said "I can't be hurt", but as the blades of hurt pierce through my soft skin, I howl in agony.
Blood and tears flood the ground as my body goes numb from the pain words inflicted. I covert myself to escape from the catious eyes of society. Melancholia shaped my secluded existence. "Every individual is unique", but why is it that people judge another's trait? Are deviations really deviations? or are they the ones that make us differ from one another? If so then, are Judgements considered criticisms? or are they considered as compliments?