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Phiness Guzman Jul 2020
Though you have only been here for a short while,
you’ve shown me a glimpse of your wondrous mind.
You made me see beauty in every speck of every mile,
and I will always compare you to all the beauties I find.
Phiness Guzman Jul 2020
These bedroom walls had heard a lot about us;
our stories as we talked about our dreams,
to the simplest things like how our days went,
your awful but funny singing every time you sang to me,
Embedding a love ballad on my wall.

These walls had witnessed a lot of what we did;
seen me seek your comfort every time my parents fought,
watched with us during our movie nights,
and seen how we spent our nights tangled between the sheets.
—it got pasted with pictures of our memories together.

These walls felt a lot of things;
our pain when we started spitting venomous words,
When you drowned yourself in beer, it felt the remorse in your heart,
Our loneliness as we cried making sure we were unheard,
and felt our care slowly dissipate as we began to drift apart.

These walls heard the tune of our love
—until it got quiet.
These walls hold a lot of our stories,
and by painting it in blank white,
I’m silencing our wall of memories.
Road to acceptance step 2: Trying to relive our memories, from the good ones to the worst ones.
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24 July 2020
Phiness Guzman Sep 2019
I could only think of
your sweet voice,
because i have no
any other choice.

i can only imagine
your eyes and your smiles,
that i wont be seeing,
again in a while.

I could only hold
my thoughts of you,
cause it’s impossible
to hold you.

because even if i wanted to
it’s not that easy.
because right now,
you’re a lifetime away from me.
28 August 2019 // 10:39 P.M.
Phiness Guzman Aug 2019
this is a habit that I know I must stop,
inhaling and exhaling the fumes around the clock.
but I couldn’t really help it because,
it’s the only way I could think of doing
to somehow feel your presence back.
you smoked all the time, and the scent of cigarette makes it feel like you’re still here.

17 August 2019 - Trending (thank you all!)
Phiness Guzman Oct 2017
Never love a poet so much,
for she will build her world around you.
She’ll contrast you to the sun and stars;
she will love you so.

She will give you lovely notes
to brighten up your day.
You’ll find it a little weird
but you look forward to it, anyway.

Never love a poet so much,
for she will invest a lot in you.
She will become the person you’ll only ever need
without taking a lot from you.

She will take you to places,
and make you experience things
within a room's four corners
and her words as your wings.

Never love a poet so much,
for even after all those things
she will take away her love,
and leave you without a trace
with her heartache as her fuel
for another masterpiece.
a poet leaves.
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