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Ohh I thought it was love,
All the time you'd look into my eyes
All the times we spent under the sheets,
All the time we spent hand in hands on the street,
Laughing at all our jokes,

I thought it was love,
When you'd tell me how beautiful I looked,
All the time you'd hold me close,
Promising never to let go,
All the time you'd tell me the world was ours,

I thought it was love,
When you told me the world was ours to live,
When you'd let me run and you'd catch me,
All the time you'd hold me and never let me go.

Ohh I thought it was love, alas I was only being a fool.
I know it doesn't have the ending I'd wish it had but I miss you everyday
There was an angel who fell from the sky
And I mended his broken wings
But it pained me so
When he had to leave
He blessed me goodbye
And kissed me on the cheek
And promised that
He’d come back for me
a late-night written poem
Lost in the universe,
like  a passenger,
A stranger in my own mind,
feeling alone abandoned, in despair and it feels difficult to repair.

I feel broken and find myself hiding a million feelings behind a simple smile
I feel lonely not being enough,
sometimes ugly sometimes not loved it hurts inside,
feels like hell that I can't escape from no matter how hard I try,
It keeps coming back,
I push them down and hide them inside me like a cacoon hoping they won't hatch one day.

Nobody should feel this kind of pain,
I push my demons away,
friends won't help, family too
Feels like two people staying in one body.

I feel lost in the universe, and it seems amongst other stars my shine feels pathetic, insignificant,
but I want better,
I deserve better,
my terror to thrills,
my anger to excitement,
my dead dreams to come alive again.

I know these feelings can be manageable,
but I don't want to have to,
Because I know some day they'll become intolerable,
I know I'll find myself soon,
I know I'll end this coldness,
I have to, before it leaves me soulless.

You deserve the world, whether you're a star among billions of stars, you deserve you own light and when you find your light,
I know you'll shine brightest.

Find your light.
This poem depicts a heart troubled, not knowing which way to go, seems at crossroads and knows there's something missing in thier life, trying so hard to find it but still couldn't get through... To you going through this I hope you understand that you can't and shouldn't give up on life.. not now, not ever
How do memories die?

Little drops of tears wallow down your cheeks to your pillowsheet, Each leaving a trail of memories, As your palms wipe past them, memories become lost sour, painful.

Day after day as they visit, they shed into your pillow sheet, Leaving trails as they go Fading, lost, forgotten.

— The End —