god will redeem you
for your only sin
was loving me

It’s me.
It’s us.
It’s humanity stripped, this is our true form
We are painted with stars and consumed by the cosmos, only to come back again brighter than ever before.

My heart is the sun, my soul is the void.

theres a split difference
a second thought you never had
for the difference between a burdened regret
and an unforgettable memory

how did you
the court jester
successfully ******* your way
straight into my heart.

absence makes the heart grow fonder
but what does it do to the rest of you?

watery eyes, framed by damp lashes

tear stained cheeks, mouth turned down
but only at the tips

arms, wrapped around your body

thoughts, drifting between past and present

fingers, mindlessly tracing the same patterns
you used to draw on me

but its okay
my heart is fonder.

was i born a poet
or did i become one
i suppose,
these stars were always enchanting
but only now did i learn
how to express that.

The night sky seems like a reflection of your eyes
Those orbs twinkle with mischief,
should have seen that before I fell so very deeply in love.
But with a soul, seemingly as old as the universe itself,
how could I resist this insane attraction.
I'm merely human
temptation doesn't evade me.
I've sinned a countless number of times,
but falling in love with you was my redemption
because even God is waiting for you to come back to heaven.

Yet I have to stop and think,
out of all these hearts you've stolen
is mine just another line on your tally?
Will you be there tomorrow
when the sun filters through these fading curtains.
Or is your departure much before the first dew droplet
sliding off a sprouting leaf?
I won't know
until I wake and find your indents on my bed
and the smell of your comfort lingering around.

And even then,
I will have the smallest, fragment of hope
that you'll come back.
Because maybe
just maybe
I was a little bit more different
from the rest of your tally marks.

let us rip out this living being
from the soil where it’s roots hold tight
pluck it apart
one petal at a time
chanting sacred words
‘loves me, loves me not’
until it’s body lies
scattered, prettily on the ground
and should we end
on an unsatisfactory note
simply reach for its brethren
and do it all over again.

you used to be here

then you left all at once

i cried a bit, thats for sure

till i realized

you'd been packing for a while

smiles only lasted till i couldn't see them

kisses didn't heat up leftover emotions

laughter that once echoed, ceased

pillow indents weren't as deep

and your scent lingered less on the sheets

at least you left your memories behind.