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May 2015 · 554
Why?
Bryce Mesina May 2015
In bed I tell myself,
That I am too far gone
There is no turning back
This is who I am,
What I have become.
And there you are lying,
Breathing the same air I breathe
As you sleep beside me.
Again I ask myself
Why? Why do you stay?
Why do you even persist?
Is it simply because of love?
Or is it something else entirely?
Then again, does it matter?
Of course it does, stupid ****.
Everything has its reasons
I just don't know hers
May 2015 · 611
Apart
Bryce Mesina May 2015
Ever so pointlessly I cry,
As I tell myself  another lie
About you, about me, about love
And all the other people around us
For they try so hard
just to see us fall apart.
And though I give my all to the fight
I couldn't shake the thought
out of my sight
As I start giving in to their tests
Forgive me my love,
I've come to realize that
They have succeeded and
We have grown apart
Though we sit side by side
in this lovely park.
Bryce Mesina May 2015
So there I was, standing
In silence, waiting
Just waiting for something
A thought to cross
To take shape
In her ****** up mind
Making her realize
That the only thing I want
Is for her to look at me,
Look at me in the eye,
While she reassures me
That she, the girl I love
Also, unconditionally
Loves me back.
Apr 2015 · 298
Those left hanging
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
Goodbye,
she said to me.
Without explanations,
without any hesitations,
Goodbye
Apr 2015 · 999
Gladly.
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
My love,
My dearest friend
In whom I take refuge
I give to you my preious heart,
Gladly.
Apr 2015 · 369
Every Night
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
The night was once his friend
for it brought him solitude,
peace and rest but now
it has betrayed him.

Now it brought him nothing
but unwelcome thoughts and memories.
Every night he would lie down
and feel nothing but the hollow space in his heart.

Trying his best to fall asleep but it was no use.
Every single night he would think about the what ifs
and the things he could’ve said or done,
just so he could imagine how beautiful and perfect his life could be.

Every night he would cry himself to sleep
for it was all he could do.
Apr 2015 · 310
At the end of the day
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
And when the midnight oil burns out
and the fire slowly dies,
the only thought left in my head is the thought of you.
Apr 2015 · 288
All he needed
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
He closed his eyes and wished,
wished that he had someone to confide in.
Someone to listen and understand,
for that was all he ever needed.
Apr 2015 · 462
A Cosmic Joke
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
Together we fell
Into the darkest recesses
Of this thing called love
And all of a sudden
We came crashing down
All because of one thing
The cosmic joke called life
Apr 2015 · 264
Bittersweet lies & promises
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
You are the light that keeps the darkness at bay.
The song that sings the loneliness away.
Though you are my sanity, I want you to leave.
For the lies I have said and the promises I didn’t keep.”
Apr 2015 · 297
The things I miss
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
I miss the warmth of her touch,
the radiant glow of her smile,
the vibrant gleam in her eyes.
Apr 2015 · 375
L O V E
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
Let love fill your heart
Overcoming your sense of logic
Voided by any rationality
Eternally encompassing everything
Apr 2015 · 363
Allow me
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
Allow me to miss you in order for me to at least feel part of the pain that I have ever brought you.
Know that despite this longing, I can’t come back for I fear that I might hurt you again.
So please, allow me to miss you, for it is all I could do.”
Apr 2015 · 386
Sleep it all off
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
See the truth is, I like going home late.
Tiring myself out and spending the whole day outside.
Well don’t get me wrong, I’m not an outdoor type of person.
I’d rather stay at home than go outside.
It’s just that sometimes when it’s the middle of the night and I’m supposed to be asleep I’m not.
I tend to over-think things and you know what I’ve realized so far?
Late night thoughts are usually cruel.
They just slap you in the face and keep you awake when you’re lying there in your bed.
Sometimes you just want to sleep through reality you know?
That feeling when you just want go home and sleep it all off, hoping that tomorrow, things will get better.
Who knows? Maybe they will.
Apr 2015 · 334
X
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
X
I **** at getting over you.
Take me back instead.
Apr 2015 · 523
Before it's too late
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
Life is all about the chase, the pursuit. We would always be chasing after different things, whether it be our goals, emotions, et cetera, et cetera. And let me tell you one thing, whatever you catch, something will always take it away from you. In the end, they would all just wither away and die. The important part is the journey, the hardships, the efforts you’ve made while you were in pursuit. Life is all the right and wrong choices, the actions we did and we didn’t take altogether. It is the summary of every decision and lessons that we have learned along the way. One day I hope we would all be able to look back and see how far we’ve all gotten unconsciously, while we were all focused on the chase before we realize that life passed us by because of some stupid goal we tried to chase.
Apr 2015 · 270
Night Drive
Bryce Mesina Apr 2015
Will you take my hand tonight,
as we drive until the morning light?
We'll travel side by side,
In your directions, I'll abide

Making turns,
Taking chances.
Passing moments,
That we'll never see again.

Hopeless hearts,
Together at last.
It starts tonight,
our journey is at hand.

— The End —