I remember the pain.
I remember crying my self to sleep every night for months.
I remember not being able to breathe when I thought of you.
I remember comparing everything to you.
I remember pretending I was happy.
I remember realizing nothing would ever be the same.
I remember remembering our love.
I remember figuring out I would never stop loving you.
And I still haven't.
You have the greatest power over me.
I would do anything for you.
Always have.
Always will.
You wouldn't do the same for me.
Never have.
Never will.
But I still love you
Because I remember
Who you are.
Who you were.
I remember the look on you face after our first kiss.
I remember the beating of your heart when I laid my head against your chest.
I remember the warmth of your body against mine in the cold autumn air.
I remember the taste of your lips.
I remember the sparkle of your eyes.
Most of all I remember what it felt like to love you and have you truly love me back.

I just want you
to be happy
but sometimes
and selfishly
I want to be
your happiness

But
'happiness is a choice'
you say
and you didn't choose me

I clung onto the idea
since you made me happy
it would be the same for you

What is happiness now?
where has it gone to?
In time, society has robbed us
the real meaning of happiness

Go on your own way
and pursue your happiness
for your smile, is my smile
your laugh, is my laugh

and I'll be happy
when you find your happiness
because I love you
always have, always will

two fragile hearts made up of glass
everyone could see right through them both
only they themselves couldn't see the reality

both fell for each other
and whatever falls
will end up breaking

now those two once-glass hearts
shattered into a million emotional pieces

now those two once-glass hearts
will never find their missing parts

now those two once-glass hearts
have turned into nothing
but back into crushed sand

Me...you and I. I'm not sure if you and I are on the same page, have the same ideas, desire the same things. If you do why act like were such strangers. I thought that all along  things were going on just fine well not fine but excellent but to realize that I was actually doing too much. Pushing you away from me... drowning you in what I thought was love. It seems like I was actually dragging life out of that word.. or is it an expression... an action.. who knows. I believe that anyone can make a definition of that one word.. Love. Im sorry if I crippled you in all my thoughts... thinking what is and ignoring what if. I just want the best for us cause I do love you.. I really doo

he said I felt like Heaven
I guess that was the reason why he kissed me like he was searching for God
As if my neck and lips were some gateway to a divine world
you said the warmth of my hands on your ice-cold skin made you see things not of this world
was it that why you grabbed my hips like it was the key to your salvation?
my body is a holy temple but my thighs can't rescue you
Don't mistake it for the Lord
because if I can't save my own soul, how can I save yours?

                                                       k.h.

Does my poetry
harm you?
I'm sorry
i only mean to
slip my blades on
myself
but sometimes
i forgot they hide
inside my thoughts
as well.