If your body
Is a canvas
My lips
Would then be
A paintbrush
And with the colors
Of our love
Together-
We can create
A masterpiece
That even van gogh
Would be amazed

I laid my cards
Onto the desk.
Taking my chances,
Forgetting the risk.
Because the only thing
We should regret,
Are the chances we didn't get.

spilled ink on an empty paper
paint splattered on a blank canvas

cold coffee resting on the window pane
walking alone in the street called memory lane

as she recalled their promise of forever
and as her mind drift back to the past,

she ran her fingers through her hair
how long is this gonna last?

F.C.

the thing about compliments is
that they are never true
they say the things
they think you are
but you know yourself
more than anybody else

i'm a broken soul
and my life revolved
around your expectations
that i stopped thinking
whether my opinion
even mattered

oh look how messed up
things could be
i pushed him away
when all i ever wanted
is to have him
closer to me

You asked me if I’m okay
I lied and said yes
But you just stared at me
Sternly
Deep into my eyes
And you pulled me into your arms
Caressed my back tenderly
Kissed my forehead
And whispered to my ear
“Don’t lie to me
I know you’re not
But I’m here to stay
Until you’re okay.”

i need no funeral
burn me into ashes
turn me into dust
free me through the wind
like a bird i've always longed to be

i can't be with a person
who loves me more
and i don't know
what pulls me back
from letting myself fall
for that one person
who had always
been there for me

and maybe it's because
i've always wanted adventure
looking for thrill,
and seeking for challenge
that is why i don't go
for the easy catch

i've always been the one
who gives more love
and maybe it's also the fact
that i'm not used into being treated
like someone else's princess

and i am afraid
that if i choose the one
who loves me more,
i will end up hurting him
in more ways than one

in ways i don't know,
in ways i am not aware of.

it's not okay that i still think of you
every night before i go to bed
and every morning when i wake

in every first sip of coffee
and every last shot of whiskey
you're on my mind
and baby it hurts

everytime i see the night sky,
i ask myself if i still cross your mind
because baby, you still do
(every now and then)
and i am worried until when

in every page of a book i turn
i remind myself of the pain
of having you as a whole book
(present in every page, just like in every day)
while i was a mere chapter in yours

i remember you
with the air that hugs my body
with the heat from the sun that kisses my skin
with the sound of everyone's breathing
i can feel you

in a room full of people
i search for you
and when i can't see you,
i imagine you hiding on a post
(smiling)
just like how i saw you the first time

i still think of you
every now and then
and i just can't seem
to let you go

i don't wanna be selfish
i want you to know
but i don't wanna tell you

i'm afraid that if i do,
we'll go back to the way we were
and that is not right

and i think it's better
for you not to know,
for me to keep it

for me not to tell you
that i feel it too,
the same way that you do

i think it would be best
if i don't tell you
that i miss you too

but i don't wanna be selfish
just this once
i am sorry

i know i should not be saying this
but i do, i really do
i miss you

i just had to get this off my chest
i miss you,
but please don't take me back

i'll hurt you again
like i did before
like i always do

(f.c.)

Raindrops on the rooftop
Wishing it would never stop
Getting out of bed late
Not motivated by fate

Her tongue slips into poetry
Her fingers shaking uneasily
She wanted mountains
She wanted the sea

She wanted this
She wanted that
She wanted everything
Because in reality,
She never really wanted anything.

Souls like us
Are widely awake
At 3am- while everybody
Is in the midst
Of their slumber

It's in these times
Our mind and soul
Are mostly active
Struggling to find a way
Out of our own thoughts

While everyone holds
A glass of fancy liquor
We hold our hearts in our pens
Afraid it's gonna be like this forever

While everyone holds their pillow close
Or someone they love
We are up with words- almost overdose
Writing for someone we lost

we left our conscience out the door
our clothes are scattered on the floor
you've got me kneeling [begging]
for mercy and more

i say your name over and over
over and over like a litany
how will we set our souls free
in this unholy matrimony

darling, you are my heaven
i will never leave you forsaken
your love is my kingdom
your wish is my command

darling, i'm yours
darling, you're free
you're free
you're free
you're free
do whatever you want to me
i'm yours
you're free

sixty seconds
let me touch you
and feel you

let me know how warm your arms are
let me know how soft your lips are

sixty seconds
be with me
fly with me

as we take each other in our ecstasies
flying high with each passionate kiss

sixty seconds
i just need you here
i hope it's not too much

-f.c.

they say eyes are
windows to your souls
i saw coldness
when you told me 'i am yours'
i knew it was a lie
no wonder
we're bidding our goodbye

(f.c.)

Love and lust, anger and jealousy
Bliss and sorrow, depression and ecstasy.
Don't you think it's quite unfair that one person can make you feel.
All this feeling- every possible feeling that ever existed in this mad world.
But one thing I love most is that you are my calmness.
That at one point, when I'm a massive ferocious lion, you calmed me down back into the tiny little kitten that I've always been.
The moment I was ready to jump off a cliff, nearing the edge, you pulled me in and turned me around to face you.
When I was breaking down and wanted to give up on everything, you were there.
And everything was fine again.

I'm losing my mind
In the same way I'm losing us.
I wanted to stay
But baby you broke my trust.

We became over-confident
That we will get through this together.
Honey give me a name of a couple
That proves the promise of forever.

But try as I might
I cannot forget,
And try as I might
I cannot love you less.

Say that you want me no more
Say that it's not like before

Only then will I turn around
and walk away
out the door

you are gravity
you always keep
my feet on the ground

you are gravity
in the same way
when you let me down

but you are water as well
you make me float
in the same way you can make me drown

I do not understand
How people can sit there
And create beautiful poems
Extracted from the wonderful juices
Of their poetic minds

While I sit here
For long and silent hours
Staring into the blank sheet of paper
With a coffee turned cold
And another sad song almost over

Trying to make something wonderful
Something soulful
But maybe the only reason why it's hard
Is maybe my mind is nothing but a junkyard

//f.c.

A scratch makes way for blood
And blood leaves a wound
Wounds will soon fade into scar
And scars cling to your skin
With each day
The pain will fade away
But it will never change
The actuality
That the scar was there
And you’ve been hurt before

I wanted to take
My favorite parts of you
And press it on my favorite book
Just like I do with petals
From flowers that I like
But they ended up leaving dents into the book.
And I wondered why.
Because I picked my favorite parts,
Only then must I have realized,
That every part of you
Was my favorite.

*i pressed all of you into the book
but you were too good to be true
you ruined the book,

-me

hug me so hard
that we share feelings
instead of warmth
kiss me so deep
that we share thoughts
instead of spit