We lived and breathed fallacy
An illusion that you were mine
A make-believe where I was the joke
While your love was the punch line

Dear little stargazer
Please look at me
I'm a star too
Can't you see?

Oh little stargazer
What are you looking for
Am I not enough?
Why must you want more?

Poor little stargazer
You seem down
Trust in me
I'll wipe away that frown

Tired little stargazer
I am here for you
And I promise that
I'll never leave too

Sweet little stargazer
Have a little faith
You have amazing talents
That no one can ever take

Listen to me stargazer
Learn to be content
With everything you have
For you they were all sent

My dear stargazer
The only thing I wish you to be
Is you to look at the mirror
And be happy with what you see

One word, a single syllable
Five letters, short but powerful
Simple definitions
With hidden connotations
Carrying multiple meanings
A word, secretly beautiful and beguiling
It may pertain to static photographs
Allotted for promotional stuff
It can refer to a purification machine or distillery
It may indicate silence, calmness and serenity
It’s commonly described as to devoid from motion
Abstaining from movement or action
But the definition I most love
Is “IN SPITE OF”
“Existing before and continuing into the present”
Stillness oozes with something desirable and pleasant
There is no complete explanation
It should be used to describe devotion
It is a concrete representation
Of one’s love and passion

In spite of everything that has been and will
*I still…

Every time, my eyes becomes aware
Of your existence, whenever you're there
I get flashbacks, I faintly remember
Our precious love, our faded ember

I recall the bittersweet laughter
I reminisce the times we're together
But let me correct those false thoughts
There is no dramatic rekindling onslaught

It's not that I still love you
It's that you remind me of what's true
It's not because I'm dwelling in the past
It's because I feel like my own outcast

The sight of you reminds me of back then
You trigger memories of me when
I could still love wholeheartedly
I remember the past loving me

Every time I see you, I recall who I was
I get flashbacks of this person of the past
The me back then who knew of love
The me before who could still love

The me who could love without worries
Without doubts and cannot be seized
The me who's unafraid of being hurt
The me who has nothing to avert

The me who loved you wholeheartedly
The me who I remember whenever it's you I see
I no longer love you but I love the me who previously could
I love the me that gets reminded by  who turned me to couldn't

The sound of alarm starting the day
The feeling of the morning breeze
The smell of freshly made coffee
The taste of toasted bread and cheese

The pitter-patter of raindrops
The cozy and slow afternoons
The noontime TV programs
The dancing to our own tune

The painting of the clouds
Dyeing them red then blue
With us together under moonlight
Whispering goodnight and I love you

I remember yesterday's daybreak
You and I, under the same sun
Now, I awake to today's daylight
Facing the day, knowing you're gone

Our time in a daze, heated in ice
Unheated but warm as our hands intertwined
Uncovering paradox from those eyes
Hypnotized by what's momentarily mine

Paused in our own time, frozen in heat
In the cold and wrapped in your embrace
Presence of victory but a hint of defeat
I saw shadows faintly dance on your face

All the stars and moon soon out of sight
The singing of clouds, the crying sun
Painted and decorated by morning light
Not losing what was already gone

And while the foggy morning sky
Enveloped and dyed the entire room blue
Along with our false belief and pretentious lie
We had a solid and unpaintable scarlet hue

You trustworthy fox
You sly paradox
Cunning enough to commit thievery
Stealing something that I couldn't even see

I willingly gave it without consent
Through an act that I thought was pretend
You've gotten what was hidden so secure
You've stolen what I consider a great treasure

You've attained what has never been procured
You've taken it, now you're my cynosure
You crafty and honest vulpine
You've easily swiped what was mine

You've gained something which I was unaware of
You've captured my heart and obtained my love

How odd is it?
That I feel like the universe's center
Whenever we're together

Isn't it unusual?
How I feel completely grand
Whenever you clasp my hand

I find it too peculiar
How you manage to make me feel spectacular
And it's too extraordinary
Just how much you make me happy

But strange doesn't even begin to cover
How much I feel like I don't matter
Whenever we aren't together

I am addicted to your warmness
Mesmerized by your tenderness
I am simply attracted to your being
But my heart is hindered by something

You show me two different faces
That tears my decision to pieces
What should I really feel?
Which side of you is real?
The one you show when it's just us two
Or when people surround you
The one who pacifies my nightmares and demons
Or my every doubt and every fear's manifestation

Am I just a distraction?
A source of attention?
Do I matter?
Or do you only think of me when we're together?
Do you only remember me when you crave for comfort?
When you're lonely, in need of love and support?
Does it even matter who gives you warmth?

Answer me truthfully...
Do you really love me?
Honestly...
What do you think of me?

I do not love you
Nor am I in love with you
I honestly have no feelings for you
Yet...

But what will happen?
Once I've completely fallen?
How will you act? Which face would you show?
Who the person is and which is the mask, let me know
Tell me the truth about the face behind
It doesn't matter how nice or unkind
I need to know which is real
I need to sort out how I feel
I want you all for myself
But I don't think you even know your true self
So for now please stay away from me
Because I'm on the verge of falling completely

Our accidental encounter
That inserted your life in my existence as if its the most natural thing in the wold

I should have stayed unknown
And
You should have remained anonymous

I tried to break away
To break free
I really did.
I flew, only if you could've seen me.

Heaven's feather
Grant me power
The strength to fly
And not to fall from the sky
The might to soar
The vigor to wander
In awe and in great splendor
Bless my feathers
Grant them power
Aid my wings to spread and roar
These feathers of the night
Open now, and and help end the fright
Lend your knowledge and might
Help spread the light
Wanting the path to be bright
Even though my heaven's feathers are wings of midnight

If given a choice, I would decide
To go along for the ride
As long as you're with me
I'm willing to bet on the uncertainty
Of that so called infinity
And sought after eternity
Transport to a world of color
With the touch of our lasting ardor
I offer you this life and forever
Whichever would last longer

Who knows?
Honestly nobody does
The path that lies ahead
Can make you alive or dead

Can make you alive or dead
Dead, living but stuck on the same place
Alive, struggling to overcome difficulties
Alive, someday defeating all adversaries

Yeah, the path ahead may be ideal
Bright, warm, promising and sunny
Straight, smooth and not winding
A bit boring but hey its soothing

Want the truth?
It's usually never like that
What's ahead can be dark and eerie
Gloomy, hopeless, twisty and thorny

Wow writer, so much for inspire
Shhhhhh, keep reading
It's not easy to make these rhyme
So spare me some patience and time

Yeah yeah, I know.
Rather than the happy smooth drive
You get the stormy seas and skies
Want to know why?

What lies ahead will be a soul crusher
Your heart might waver, vision may falter
Emotions would fluster, strength could shatter
You'll be lost and tired, rest but don't surrender

Afraid?
Who isn't?
Isn't it scarier to live never finding out
Regret of lacking bravery but having an abundance of doubts

Yes the path can be demotivating
And absolutely overwhelmingly terrifying
But have you ever seen unguarded treasure?
Something amazing lies ahead, I'm sure.

It won't be easy
I wish it was but it usually won't
It's alright to be afraid and uncertain
Rest, clear your thoughts, then fight again.

You'd never know what's at the end
Without taking that first step
And to be continuously walking
So rest if you're tired but keep going

Xenophile not xenophobic
The strange attraction to
Foreign people or culture
Something or someone new

Unordinary experiences
Different emotions
New everything and
Unusual expressions

I've been introduced to
A different way of living
I'm now attracted to
This kind of loving

So much has changed
Ever since you came
Thanks to you
I'm no longer the same

My fetish isn't generally
For everything foreign or new
My strange attraction is for
Everything about you

You've made experience
Things that I never knew
Everything about you
Is refreshing and new

Your stare, your words
Your laughter, your smile
Your touch, your everything
Turned me into a xenophile

We were definitely something
We are this unlabeled and undefined mess
We had a relationship worth dreaming
There was no 'us' but we had realness

What we had was called almost
We shared what people desire
We tried to last with our outmost
But distance extinguished the fire

We had what some envied
We were perfectly unlabeled and unknown
We were bulletproof but we still bleed
I wasn't yours and I couldn't call you my own

What do I call you, how do I explain us?
You're my ex something, my ex almost, my ex unstable
My ex unnamed, my ex unknown, my ex anonymous
To put it simply, since we are undefined, you are my "x variable"

You wholeheartedly say
Come what may
Vowing to stay
You left anyway

Smile through the tears
Look pain in the eye
Dance through the fire
Leave them wondering how and why

Aim for the galaxy
Claim the stars
Let the planets watch in awe
Make the sun envy your scars