If tears could write poems,
Then the longest and most heartfelt
Poem I'd ever written was
On the day you left me.

She loved her
With everything she had and her;
She drowned her
With the crushing weight of
Nothingness.

You walked through my ruins,
Admiring the wreckage
Spilling out of my bones, and
Called it beauty.

That was enough for me to
Fall in love with you.

Everyone has that one song
That's close to their hearts; that
Makes them laugh, cry
And brings back a wave of sweet,
Beautiful memories.
To me,
That song is your laughter.

I sit alone in silence,
In the corner of my empty room
Looking up at the moon
Through the clear window.
I don't see the moon,
I see you instead.

Your memory's crawling its way
Back into my mind.

I can't help but wonder
If you're glancing at the moon too,
And thinking about me
Just the way I'm thinking about you.

This silence is painful
And I feel like it's killing me alive.

All I hear is my heart
Dumming in my chest, wishing
And yearning to see you
For one last time.

Longing to hear you
Tell me that your heart aches
To be with me again.

Longing to hear you
Tell me that your fingers miss
Being entwined with mine.

Longing to hear you
Tell me that you miss my head
Against your naked chest.

Longing to hear you
Tell me that you miss my
Lipstick stains on your cheeks.

Longing for you,
My love, to tell me that you
Walk alone in the streets we used to
Roam together,
Trying to relive our memories.

Tell me, my love
That you wait at the french cafe,
With two coffee cups,
Your eyes fixated on the door
Waiting and hoping that
I'd walk in.

Tell me that you
Miss my tainted lips on yours.

Tell me that you
Miss my random musings, tell me
That every love bird in your garden
Still sing my name.

Tell me that the
Fragrance of my love still
Lingers in your mind.

Tell me, my love,
That I'm your favorite sweet pain,
You're favorite mistake.

Sometimes
A simple smile can end up
Making someone
Happy.

A mere compliment
Can give someone a positive
Influx of energy
And brighten up their day.

Sometimes
A little appreciation
Is all that's needed to make
Someone's life worth
Living.

Sometimes
Something as simple as
Watching the butterflies unfold
Their wings against the
Skin of someone's finger
Can bring a smile to
Their face.

Or the tiny fingers of a toddler
Trying to intertwine
With theirs is enough to
Melt their heart.

These joys may seem
Inane in the grander scheme
Of things, but therein
Lies their truest happiness.

That's just how life works.

One day, I hope
That I'll meet someone;

Someone who will not only
Listen to my spoken words but also
My unspoken silence.

Someone who will not just
Touch my skin but also my heart.

Someone who will
Give me a reason to be happy and
Not just use me
For their happiness.

Someone who will
Read my eyes and write poetry
About my smiles.

Someone who will
Make me the center of their
Universe.

And the day I find that someone,
Everything will make sense.

Show me the
Broken and cracked parts
Of your soul and
I'll show you how it still
Shines like polished gold.

She isn't April's rain,
She isn't the silver moon,
She's a flower
That bloomed out of rocks,
She's the stirring inside
The poets
Trying to sleep,
She's the sunset
Van Gogh
Couldn't paint.

Just because she
Looks
Soft and delicate
Doesn't mean
She's weak,
Remember it's
Always the
Silk-like wing of
A butterfly
That breaks out of
A hard cocoon.

She might be in pain,
Her skin might be scarred,
Tears might roll out from
The corners of her eyes,
And she might fall
But
She will not give up,
She will not give into
Your assaults,
She will rise again
To see another day,
With light in her eyes and
Roses blooming out
Of her scars.

She will fall
Like the leaves do in Autumn
And society will
Strip her, leaving her
Naked and shivering from
The winds of Winter
But she will not wither,
She will sprout again
Like the crops do in Spring
And in Summer,
She will find the strength
To grow again.

She was lost
And she didn't know what she felt
Anymore, she was happy
One minute and sad the next.

She would never tell
Anyone how she felt, she
Kept everything to herself because she
Didn't want to trouble others.

She stopped looking
At the mirror because their words
"Ugly" and "fat" among others would
Ring in her ears.

She had lost so much
And gained so little. She felt
That she wasn't enough for the others
As well for herself.

She would laugh
And she would smile but
Deep down she knew the laughter
Was empty and those smiles
Were a lie.

She started tainting
Her wrists with lines of crimson red,
Hoping that it would relieve
Her of her mental pain.

She wanted to escape
Their vicious remarks and their
Constant attacks, she wanted all the
Pain to be gone.

She deserved to live
Just as much as you and I do,
But the hate and cruelty around her
Suffocated her to death.

She was broken,
Pieces of
Her splintered heart
Floated around
As she fell to the ground
Sobbing.
But she did not
Give up,
She rose again
And
Gathered her
Shattered pieces,
Putting them
Back together
Bit by bit.
She was not broken
Anymore,
She was art;
A beautiful mosaic.

Her scars
Are not ugly.
They are beautiful,
They speak of her pain,
The battles
She valiantly fought
With herself,
Her insecurites,
Her fears,
Each of them
Tell a different story,
And they stand
Testament to the fact
That she survived
All the ordeals
She has ever
Faced.

She might be
Damaged,
Heart broken,
Scarred
And
In immense pain
But even in
Her most vulnerable state
She is beautiful
And what's most beautiful
About her is
Her strength
Her tenacity,
Her resilience
And
Her courage
Which is as vast as the ocean
As she picks herself up
From the ashes,
From the wreckage of her life,
To build herself
Once again
Against all the odds
And
Obstacles
Put against her.

You didn't just leave me,
You ripped the colors from my world,
And left me in nothing but
Darkness.

I call them the
Shades of self destruction.

She was scared,
She felt loneliness in
The darkest corners
Of her heart,
She was unsure
About her capabilities,
She only saw
Her flaws,
And very rarely the
Beauty in her
But
She understood
That the cure
For her fears,
Her doubts
And
Her Loneliness
Was nothing but
Self love.

When you show her
Your scars,
She caresses them
With her
Sunshine laced fingers,
Making daisies
Bloom out of them.
When you show her
Your pain,
She cups them
With the palms of her hands,
And hides them
Behind her ribcage,
Within the
Walls of her heart,
Making it
Beat down
Every bit of your pain
To dust.
She saves you
Every chance she gets
And she is
Nothing short of
A saviour.

Be my safe haven,
Take me away
From this dreaded world and
Be the silver lining to
My dark clouds.

Lull me into your arms
And hold me till I forget all my pain,
Drench the deserts of my heart,
You be my rain.

Your russet eyes
Control
The waves in my heart
Just the way
The moon controls
The tidal waves.

She is not a preplanned list
Or a recipe of perfection.

She is not a dictionary of
Adjectives or an inventory of
The most beautiful things that designs
A flawless human being.

She is not a checklist
Of qualities that makes her
An exception.

She is raw and flawed.

She has emotions that makes
Her unique.

She is like the broken tiles
That is used to create an artwork.

She is a rain day
That forms a glorious, and
Vibrant rainbow.

She is the mud
That sustains the growth
Of gorgeous flowers.

She is a mushroom
That grows in the wilderness.

She is an old blanket
That warms my heart on a
Cold day.

She is imperfect
But that is what makes her whole and
That is what makes her, her.

And I love her
Twice as much for it.

Hold my hand
And promise me something
That you can keep.
For I have lost faith in love,
And stopped believing
In forevers.

You destroyed me
In devestatingly beautiful ways
That when you left
I turned the pain
You inflicted on me to words.

They admire my ruins and
Call them poetry.

But to me,
It's nothing but insanity.

All of a sudden,
The love which I thought was ours
Turned out to be mine.

Only Mine.

It was just me
Loving the both of us.

Alone.

Of all the mistakes
I've ever made, the worse one
Would be falling in love with you
Even after knowing
That you don't have the space
In your heart
To love me back.

If there is anything
I could be, I would love to be
Your mirror and show
You all the goodness you have
Buried within you.

I would love to show you
Everything that you have failed to
See in yourself and
Make you understand why
You are worthy of being loved.

The memories
You left behind are like wine,
The older they get, the
Stronger the hangover
From it is.

Loving you was the most beautiful
Thing I've ever done,
But it also gave me the most heart
Crushing pain.

Knowing that you will never
Love me back, and
Knowing that you will love someone
Else and get kissed by them
Is like being granted
An immortal life when all you
Want to do is die.

You leaving me
Was painful. But seeing you
Torn and broken
By the person you left me for
Hurts me even more.

You stripped
The warmth in my heart
With your dark and nefarious self,
Leaving me to wither
In the cold.

But don't worry, my love.

Just like larkspurs,
I'll bloom again
And let the wounds you left on me
Bleed beautifully.

Darling,
Whenever you feel
Like giving up,
Just remember that
There is someone
Out There
Still looking out
For your
Beautiful soul.

I'd tear down the night sky,
And paint it with all the
Vibrant shades of the rainbow,
Just so that you wouldn't have to live
In this darkness again.

It's beautiful
How you give someone
All the power they would need to
Destroy you and yet they
Love you like you are
The only thing that's keeping
Them alive.

It's beautiful
How when I'm with you,
Time stands still
Yet at the same time, it flies
As I gaze deeply into
Your dark, caramel eyes.

You crushed my heart
And tore my soul into shreds;
You destroyed me
In every way possible
But it will not stop me from
Falling in love.

I'll fall in love again,
Like I've never been hurt before.

Being heartbroken
Isn't as hard as trying
To trust and love
Again.

In your arms,
I found a place into which
I fit perfectly, safely and securely
Without any doubts.

In your arms,
I found the strength and courage
To let go of all my fears.

In your arms,
I found the warmth needed
To melt my frozen heart.

In your arms,
I found my safe haven.

Nestled in your arms,
With our fingers intertwined
And your warm breath
Caressing the skin of my neck,

I knew I had found my home.

If I showed you my scars
Would you place feather light kisses on them and whisper in my ears
That you love me?

If I showed you the cracks in my heart,
Would you glue them with your love
And make a promise to always be there for me?

If I showed you my tears,
Would you collect those droplets in a jar and always keep them close to
Your heart?

If I showed you my darkest side,
Would you adorn it with little stars and a full moon, bringing some light
Into my life?

If I showed you my pain,
Would you lull me into your arms, hold me close to you and nurse my
Soul to breathe?

If I showed you who I am,
Would you accept my flaws and love me with all your heart, and hold my
Hand until death do us part?

I know I'm hard to love,
But please don't give up on me.

I'm new to this.

I'm like a desert that has
Never seen rain.

I don't want to be the sun
Which shines bright light into
Everyone's life.

I want to be the moon
Which shines through darkness despite it's deepest wounds.

I don't want to be
The name on your blocked list and
Neither do I want to be a
Forgotten contact.

I don’t want to be
A phase in your life, or your
Flavor of the month.

I don’t want to be
The forgotten smudge of a handprint
On your window pane.

I want to be the
Dried lavenders you keep between
The pages of an
Old romantic classic, and
I want to be the beautiful handwritten
Letters that you keep under your
Pillow, holding them close
To your heart at night.
I want to be the
Pearls from a broken necklace
You’ve been treasuring
For ages, your wristwatch that
You always wear on your
Right hand.

I want to be the
Sweatshirt that carries your
Fragrance and be an old blanket
That keeps you warm on
A cold winter night.

I want to be the
Reason behind your smiles, and
I want to be your muse, be
Someone who you think about on
Your lonely nights.

I want to be the girl in
Your story, which you will
Very fondly tell your children
Before their bedtime,
Under the starry night sky,
A light smile playing on your lips
While doing so.

I still remember
The first time we met;
Your eyes locking with mine
In a crowded room and
It felt like waves
Crashing against a rock.

At that moment
I knew I was falling for you;
Falling and drowning
In those
Dark, caramel colored eyes.

The first time
Your fingertips grazed my skin;
I still remember that.
It felt like a thousand butterflies
Unfolding their graceful wings
Against my skin.

When you painted my lips
With the truth in yours, I felt
The broken pieces of my heart
Glueing itself;
And my world felt whole again.

The words you whispered
Into my ears;
I hadn't anticipated them. Your
Words mixed with my silences, those
Gentle words were mine
And mine alone.

We are meant to be;
An unwritten and unspoken destiny,
We live in silence. The words
Uttered are for us to hear.
I am yours and you are mine, with
Heads bowed, I submit myself
To your love.

You; to me, there is only you.
My words, my silences,
My deepest desires, my happiness
And my anguish, my flesh
And my passions; they all begin
And end with you.

Our flesh may wither away, and
We may become dust,
But our souls will remain together.
This love of ours is immortal,
And we will drown in one another
For an eternity.

I saw beauty in your scars,
And in your pain,
I saw courage and strength.

Your tears showed
Me the battles you have valiantly
Fought and won.

What would I not give for
A moment in which you could see
Yourself through my eyes.

Maybe then you'll find your solace.

Maybe then you'll find peace
In this world of despair.

Darling,
I'm stronger than I look.
I promise I'll survive
And I promise I won't die.
Your absence won't **** me but
Memories of your dark,
Caramel eyes and your
Smile will.

Slowly and painfully.

I love you enough
To let you go when you
No longer wish to
Spend your days and nights
With me.

I love you enough
To mask my true feelings and
Put on a fake smile
Just so that you would not feel
Bad for being happy.

I love you enough
To act like I'm okay when
I'm clearly not
Just so that you would not feel
Guilty for what you did.

I love you enough
To dissemble like I've moved on
When in reality I haven't
Just so that you could continue
Your life without me.

I love you enough
To pretend loving someone
When I obviously don't
Just so that you could erase me
From your memory.

I could show you all the stories,
Etched on my pale skin,
Waiting to be read and
Understood by someone
Whose name is inked
Across my heart.

I could show you all the battles,
That have been fought valiantly,
Inside my mind
Against pride and prejudice
That inflicted wounds so deep,
But hopefully
They shall be healed
By the medicine of time.

I could show you all
The mysteries from the
Darkest crevices of my mind,
Which may not be easy to
Decipher, but maybe,
One day, you may know
That all the false faces that I keep
Aren't the ones I own.

I was an artist,
My fingers tainted with
The vibrant shades of love but
You were a canvas
Coated with the deadly
Hues of heartbreak.

Give me a place in your eyes,
For that's the only place I see myself
To be beautiful,
For that's the only place I could call
Home.

It only took one night
For her body
To become
A graveyard,
Only one touch;
An unwanted touch
Tainting her
Delicate skin,
Clawing
And
Mutating it
Into a bed of debris.
The light
In her eyes was
Stripped that night,
The warmth
In her heart was
Squeezed out,
And she was pushed
Into darkness
Where
Memories of
That wretched night
Haunted her
Like ghouls.
But even in
That darkness,
She managed to see
A glimmer of light,
A breeze of hope,
And she understood
That even
Lifeless Graveyards
Bear flowers
That still grow