Her body was a
Soft canvas of beauty
But no one
Saw her and admired her
As an artwork.

She was
Fractured, bruised,
Burnt and broken but
She never
Fell and crumbled
To pieces.

She repaired herself
And came back stronger
Than ever,
Turning herself into
A masterpiece;

One that is
Beautifully marred by
The wonders of life.

Your gentle touch and
Soft kisses made
Sunflowers bloom out of my scars
And I've been basking in light
Ever since.

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 devoted my time
Trying to fix you but what
I failed to realize is that you were
Actually breaking my heart and
Tearing my soul apart.

While I was glueing your
Broken pieces together, you were
Ripping apart mine.

But by the time I realized it,
It was too late.

Flowers sprout out
In the pages of my heart
Every time you
Hold me in your arms
And tell me that
You love me too.

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.

She
Is like the
Dreamcatcher,
Absorbing
All the
Horrible
And
Nefarious
Things,
And the
Negativity
Surrounding
The people she loves,
Leaving them with
Tranquility,
And the
Gentlest,
Most beautiful
Thoughts.

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'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.

"Do you miss your first love?"
He asked.

"I don't."

"I only miss the innocence that
Believed in
Always and forevers."

Emotions are like quicksand
The more you struggle
The faster you sink.

The butterflies
That spoke of your love
And the roses that bloomed
In your presence,
All have lost their colors
Just like your promises lost
Their Value

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.