All my feelings started to make sense when I poured down them on a paper inked with my heart.

i don't see the stars in your eyes anymore, they look dull, sad—empty even.

i don't see the fire in your eyes anymore, they burned out and there was nothing left but darkness.

i don't see the life in your eyes anymore, they seem lifeless and full of agony.

i have always loved your eyes, for they unvail who you are and what you feel. i have always loved seeing the ocean in your eyes that drowns me and hypnotizes me; you have changed.
—g.l

We believe they
are true friends
until that day comes,
when you really need them.

My heart beats fast
There’s another email blast
Did not even break my fast
Until when this will last?
I want to sleep so badly
But even in my dreams it’s deadline I see
Until when I’m gonna be
As busy as a bee

When a thing is over-rated
it tends to be exaggerated

Silence
is elegance

What's knowing?
     is it just your conjecturing?