as i fell in love
you started to take control of me
you were suddenly released into my veins
in my bloodstream
flowing through me
thoughts of you
were spread throughout my body
putting a smile on my face
butterflies in my stomach
shakiness in my hands
and goosebumps on my arms
you are a piece of me
a part of me
i feel as if
you make me whole
i put my happiness in you
and that's where i went wrong
now
the feelings are even stronger
and to an even greater extent
and now
my frail and fragile
glass heart
is in your hands
please,
don't let it go.


-a.r.

the anger and sadness inside of us
build up like a brick wall
and eventually come tumbling down
each brick representing a yell of frustration
the sorrow and hurt within us
are filled within a bottle
and the bottle breaks open
as we slam it to the floor
filled with anguish
and each glass shard being one of our many tears
all of these things
and feelings
occurring suddenly and extremely rapid inside our minds
and the baggage of stress we carry
soon completely overwhelm us
to a point where
we can carry the baggage no longer
and we fall to the floor
on our knees
face in our small palms
weeping uncontrollably.


the title of this poem is a feeling that i cannot yet describe.
all i know is it is a mixture of frustration, sadness, stress, and heartbreak
all put into one
what a wretched way to feel.



-a.r.

i simply cannot bear the thought
that soon
sooner than i least expected
all these beautiful times
loud, teary eyed, clutching our ribs kind of laughs
smiles that are impossible to contain
bursting through our lips
sending an explosive bomb of pure happiness inside of us
happy and sad tears
rolling down our face
both kinds exquisite in my eyes
surrounded with beautiful, intricate souls
as the time passes by
without a single thought in our little mind
that this day
this time
these almost microscopic like moments and time fragments
will soon be gone
and never to return.
yes,
all of these stunningly amazing feelings
can happen once again
and many, many more times again
but we cannot
relive
these precious moments
not
not in the way
it happened as a first
which deeply saddens me.


-a.r.