Once upon a time
there was a kiss.
Sweet and
Sensuous.
It flowered
each time
his lips met hers
lusting for one another.

After many days and nights
the unthinkable happened.
Her lust transformed into love
that slowly and silently
killed his lust.

And ever since
her lips are
strictly prohibited from
entering the doors of his.
Killing even
the slightest chance
of the same sweet kiss.

A befitting punishment
for the crime of love!

When you wish to be lost and found at the same time

...
      mother I've been wanting to die,
I've tried.
       i cant live with the fact that inside
my mind
       there's no brightness left to shine.
I'm fine?
       I lie because you've never seemed to care,
that's fair
       you've dealt with more than I've had.
you're sad
        I get it, but I still feel this way.
okay?

i'm scraping dreams from my skin
with my fingernails.

dreams where you move down here.
where i'm your little spoon
and i'm in your tee shirt.

water beats down
and my skin is raw.

oh, silly little me.

i can't scrape away the pain
in my chest with fingernails

and red hot water.

of all the lives i could have lived,
i am glad i happen
to be in the same lifetime as yours.

but again here comes the world,
with all its silly ironies—
its vastness that sets people apart
miles and miles;
our paths crossing
is quite out of the picture.

i know this.
you don't.
i think of you.
you don't.

but why do i keep waiting for you
as if i'd suddenly find you outside,
standing by my door
and waiting for me too?

I want to tell you, How I've lost all respect for you.
How your presence no longer draws my attention you fade into background noise.
I want to tell you that I regret giving you so much of my life, Because you never deserved to know me the way that you did.
I want to tell you how pathetic you are, How your actions will always speak louder than your words.
I'm afraid to let you back in.
I want to drown you in your own self pity, But I know you'd push me under once you realized that dying wouldn't benefit you in anyway.
You've turned into everything you swore you'd never be.
I want to tell you how cold you are, How the bags under your eyes don't impress me.
I want to tell you, You've lost us.

do not tell me to stop feeling
when it is what makes up my entire being
do not tell me to stop loving
when it is the only form of my healing