you burned your finger
while you're in a rush
to light up the candle
to save you from darkness

the same way I burned my finger
when I tried to revive the light
in the last candle I have
to save me from nothingness

a matchbox, a candle, and a struggle —
welcome to the burnt fingers club,
were you trying, to find meaning
in the dark too?

trust, in its purest sense,
is giving someone the ability to shatter you,
but maintaining the faith that they won’t.

Perfect silhouettes,
against plum-kissed skies.

A choreographed dance
Swooping and singing,
We see as we watch,
From down below.

They’re like the children of the sky.
Free-spirited, and lost in play.
Unconstrained,
Lost in the flow of the wind.

They skim the water’s edge,
Weaving through the movement,
Harmonizing the beating of their wings

They are the Birds in the Sky.

melancholy lies
in follies we've done

"Envision yourself working in your own office."
"Envision yourself writing prescriptions for your patients."
"Envision yourself receiving a huge amount of money."
"Envision yours-"

She stopped mid-sentence and looked at me.

"I want you to dream high, my dear."

"Mom, I want to become a writer."
"No, being a doctor is better."
"But mom, I want to study literature, I want to publish b-"
"I said no."

Mom,
I know you wanted to become a doctor way back then  
but mom,
I have my own dreams too.

I can't imagine myself working inside hospitals
I can't imagine myself writing prescriptions
I can't imagine myself receiving a huge amount of money

but mom,

I can imagine myself working inside my own office,
I can imagine myself writing stories and not prescriptions
I can imagine myself starting with a small amount of money
but most of all,

I can imagine myself smiling despite these.

You told me to dream high,
and I'm sorry because
Mom, I failed.

I told myself not to dream high,
I told myself to dream deep.

I told myself to dream deep
and plant my dream in the deepest part of my heart
and make it grow -
that even my heart can attest that my dream was all I ever wanted.

My dream grew deeper
And the roots grew stronger

and I can tell,
Mom, I failed to dream high.

"You are my sunshine...my only sunshine"

"You make me happy when skies are gray"

"You'll never...know dear...how...much I... love you..."

He closed his eyes and I hugged him tight. He didn't hug me back.

"Please don't take my sunshine away"