You were a lonely soul
Dark and deep and mysterious

But you were also kind
Brave and strong and loving

But your love was lost
To the one who was oceans away

And so you turned to me
Who was too naïve to know

That romance was not love
And love was not always true

And rebound wasn't just a play
In a game of basketball

And so I broke apart
A fragile soul too broken

To piece together something
worth loving

My aunt tells me

Be careful with your heart

And I promised her I would

But I couldn't tell her

That it wasn't my heart I had to be careful with

It was my mind

My heart is itching

Itching

        Itching

                 Itching

For you you you you you

But no

No

No

I can't

Won't

Shouldn't

Love you

Hate you

We're just friends

Oh but how my heart itches

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I cut out fake hearts
To give to you

Paper hearts make
Paper cuts
When
Fingers touch

Happy World Poetry Day!
Although I don't have much to say.

My words have run dry,
No matter how hard I try,
I can't find them.

But I'd like to give this simple greeting,
to those who can still express their feelings.

Let poetry and prose speak your mind,
and then maybe what you're seeking for
is what you'll find.

I portray myself as a perfect friend
Though it hurts to keep it inside

I lift up my chin and smile so pleasant
My fingers tremble at my side

Change of plans in dozen
I don't want to lock you away

So I watch you walk with her
As I stroll a little bit behind

Out of sight and out of mind

There was no need
To stalk her Facebook feed

There was no need
To check his Instagram

There was no need
To search for a relationship status

I just know
I always know
And I'm always right

That you would never be mine

I cannot keep anything for myself

I cannot keep you for myself
As you are not mine to begin with

And I have to let you go
Like water streaming through cupped hands

Hoping you find happiness with someone else
Hoping you smile more with her

As I cannot give you what you want
I cannot love you as much as I want to

Because I have responsibilities
And you deserve more than what I can offer

And I can offer nothing but myself

Weddings are wonderful things
I know

But I can't help but be heartbroken
As I see a couple join together

Knowing if they do not love
There will be no chance of love

If the world is round

Why would there need to be an East and  a West?

Why would there need to be borders and lines?

Why would there be a need for a divide?

'together'

Is it a word created for

'separation'

Is it a word created for

'forever'

There would be no such thing as

Why are there notions like these

Why would there be a need for these

If things were different

Would now be different

Not better

Not worse

Just different

It's near 2am

I'm thinking of you again
It's not how, it's when
To get over you

It's near 2am

Memories are flooding
Like a tsunami of unwanted
Feelings

It's near 2am

I close my eyes but I see you
Your eyes, your smile, your voice
Are clear but not true

It's near 2am

Time slows down after midnight
And mind replays the past
Of love that's not quite

And they told me
Not to stay away

But I can't help it
My heart hurts
When I think of you

lure me in with the promise of your destruction and I will venture into the depths of the unknown

words are meant for a message across, don't make a riddle out of it

With a taste, tell me the tall tales of your inequities

Let them be divided in the quarters of your very heart and soul

I guess that's it

Once you've found someone new
You forget me too

Just like everyone else
Who stepped away from my life

I am but a passing melody
Forgotten by the end of the piece

Thoughts of you makes me happy
Thoughts of you make me smile

They make me feel all sweet and bubbly
They make me feel alright

On days when I feel lonely
On days when I feel sad

I just close my eyes and think of you
And I don't feel so bad

My head is drowning
And my heart feels like lead

My limbs are numb
And my eyes see unfocused

What a pity it seems,
To wish life as but a dream

As sky and earth part ways,
With once meetings on rainy days

One would wish so,
For time to tread slow

On those glaring heat-haze daze,
Only gone on rainy days

And they ask me,

"Hello, how are you?"

"Fine, thank you. And you?"

The automatic reply out of my lips
Falling out in my stead of teardrops

"Fine, thank you. And you?"

I'm fine. Not great. Not good.
Just..

Thank you.
For your politeness. For the bother enough to ask. For the question, even if you couldn't care less.

And you?
Deflection. Before you can see me. Before I can honestly answer the question. Before I can say,

"I'm not fine. I haven't been fine for so long. Yet I deceive myself into thinking I'm content. And it's been so long that someone actually wanted to know if I'm fine or not, I've forgotten how to express myself. How to open up. How to describe how I feel - it's too hard to describe how I feel, so I just say,

Fine, thank you. And you?"

Like a small snowdrop impatient for spring
I searched for love in winter's wing

Silver petals shiver in the cold embrace
Of the warmth of your gentle ways

My roots are embedded deep in the ground
With little company but icy snow around

Only in dreams
Are people nice
And care about how I feel

Only in dreams
Am I nice to myself
Because negativity stays away

Only in dreams
Can I be with you
Because reality is unrequited

But dreams
Are only dreams
In this nightmare
Of a reality

I don't like lulls in time

Because lulls mean
Boredom

Because boredom means
Words

Because words mean

Words are mean

They cut and rip and tear and have jagged lines between the lines like

Jack the Ripper

Mysteries unsolved

I'd rather with mysteries unsolved

Because mysteries mean
Thinking

Because thinking means

No words

I don't wanna go to school

And of course
I'm met with disappointment
once again

It's funny how this is becoming
A common appearance
In my life