I made you something pretty
The only way that I know how

And if only it could but a reflection
Of the beauty you emanate
The earth around would shine brighter than the sun
In the glory of your resplendence

I stabbed my emotions into computer keys

I projected my innermost desires onto a white screen

I shivered in repose as the world outside my window grew colder
And I warmed myself with your memory

I was foolish to think I could convey
The cathartic rush of my soul experiencing your own

There are no words for something so otherworldly
Something from the eternal
Something beyond all reason and limitation

I tried best I could to capture your essence
To crystallize all I'll know of you in poem

But there is no reconciliation with the impossible

That poem is gone and the introspection with it

I'll be the only one who knows how deeply I feel for you

There will never be a sufficient way to explain

Every light that shines
Casts the shadows I fear

Every smile I fake
Stained by a thousand tears

Every word I speak
Cold and dead as my eyes

Every night that sets
Darker with each sunrise

How was your journey? She asked.

It is going good. Just watching the mirror and i am looking hot.

She: wow :)

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Everything was true untill watching the mirror.
He was missing her actually.

Colors, beauty, and hope.
Wonder, love, and light.
Life, songs, and joy.
These are all things
You will find in
My Terribly Beautiful Mind.
The most intricate stories,
Wonderful songs,
The happiest memories.
All these things you will find
In My Terribly Beautiful Mind.

However.
There is a darker side.

Loneliness, death, and pain.
Hatred, insecurities, and sorrow.
Darkness, shame, and harm.
These are all things
You will find in
The Beautifully Terrible Thoughts.
The most descriptive methods of suicide,
Horrible pain,
The saddest of cries.
All these things you will find
In the Beautifully Terrible Thoughts
That are a part of me.

Please don’t love me.
I’m begging you, for my own selfish reasons, just don’t bother.
Of pain and sorrow I was a masterful author.
I in the minds eye painted false dreams upon a wishing star
And held her heart but I wasn’t right so my name became just another scar
If you care for me please don’t love me.
My heart is fragile and full of regret,
For things I said,
things I did,
things I wish I’d done,
things I should have said
I’m sorry,
My brain wont let me forget
So I’ll just keep these words close on my lips.

Sampung rason kung bakit dapat mo akong balikan

Una, dahil ikaw  ay nangako
Sabi mo walang hanggan pero bakit may dulo?
Ang pangarap nati'y hindi dapat mawala
Pangalawa, dahil sa bawat pagpikit ng mga mata
Ikaw ang unang nakikita
Ang mga alaala ng iyong magandang mukha ang muling nasisilayan
Pangatlo, dahil ikaw ang laman ng bawat hiling ko
Sa bawat 11:11 na dumating ay ikaw ang hinihiling
Na sana'y muling mapasaakin
Pang apat, hindi na kita bibitawan.
Panglima, dahil sa bawat araw na wala ka ay parang mga gabing walang tala
Walang ilaw, walang ganda
Pang anim, dahil kasabay ng pagkawala mo ay ang pagkawala ng langit na dahilan ng pagngiti.
Ang langit na minsan kong nilipad kasama ka.
Pang pito, alam **** seryoso ako
Seryoso ako pagdating sayo, sa atin.
Sa mga bagay na sinasabi ko kaya ito ang
Pang walo, ayoko na ng laro
Hindi ako magaling maglaro
Hindi ko na kayang makipagsabayan sa mga laro mo dahil alam kong talo na ko
Talo ako sa lahat pagdating sayo.
Pang siyam,  nandito lang ako.
Naghihintay, nag aabang, ni hindi makausad
Sa sulok. Pira-piraso nagdurugo
Nagiintay na pulutin mo ang mga bubog
Nagiintay na bumalik ka sa bisig ko.
Pang sampu, balikan mo ako dahil mahal kita
Oo, mahal pa rin kita
Mula sa mga bubog ng nabasag kong puso
Ikaw parin ang nilalaman nito
Ayoko sa ng iba
Kaya mahal, Bumalik ka na

Basil, paprika, cold Hungarian goulash,
bleu cheese and stale cinnamon
coffee cake dominate
the taste of  your
mouth and skin;

it’s not because you are
slovenly that pulls me
into you, I am alone.

in between the i'm sorrys and the forgive mes
and the screaming at three AM
the plates colliding with paper thin walls

in between the heated glares
the fire in your eyes that has cooled down to sputtering embers
a reminder of a flame that once threatened to burn the world down to ashes
that was how much i loved you

in between all of the glass shards
that've made a home in the wreckage between us

i wonder
if you regret any of this
if you spend all your shooting stars
on wishing we had never met
the same way i do