I now have no reason to write another love letter
Its time to move on
Fragility is a *****, but i'm a bigger one
I deserve to be happy and smile
I don't deserve anything below that
You showed me that you weren't a lover
And I did what I did anyways
Now I have nothing to do but move on - Alan

I find myself in the pits of mediation whenever
I see tranquility in the scenery
In the same way to commit pacification with myself
It’s very liberating
But it just shows how fragility works for me

Only on these days can I feel sane
In a sense of a complete labyrinth
I’m surrounded by many things, people, and thoughts
I somehow forget about all of the people I’ve meet and felt for, and end up finding myself gathered at the grass viewing the sky
Saying to myself “One day, I’ll see it”

Me and a close friend of mine came to school early
And walked on the bleachers
Watching the morning sun burn through the thick wall of clouds
As we watch it
We both take turns screaming out our pleads and prayers
Hoping for something to change and happen

“Love hurts, the more you give.

(But that’s the thing, you need to give)

“Another’s perspective”

Dear beloved,

If only things went the way I had imagined them in my head
We would have fallen for something much greater than hate
We wouldn’t be ignoring everything except eachother

We wouldn’t be feeling the need to find love because were lonely
We had eachother but the distance between us was the size of a planet
“One day you’ll feel as if your unloveable, hated, and miss judged. Know that I loved you. Understand it and know that it’s not subjective it’s right there.”
I hope you get this and realize...something.

     To my dearest beloved

-Alan

I can’t even cry anymore
What was I thinking
It keeps happening
I’m too used to it now
Where did I go wrong