Week One.
Possible reasons why she left you:
1. She was abducted by aliens
2. She turned into a mermaid
3. She joined a group of pirates

Week Two.
Possible reasons why she left you:
4. She won the lottery
5. She was a secret princess
6. She works for MI6

Week Three.
Possible reasons why she left you:
7. She met someone else
8. She doesn’t love me
9. She never did

Week Four.
Possible reasons why she left you:
10. She didn't feel loved.
11. She had enough.
12. She's emotionally drained.

Week Five.
Possible reasons why she left you:
13. She forgot who she was in the relationship.
14. She realised you were a boy and not a man.
15. You didn't support her growth as a human being.

Week Six.
Possible reasons why she left you:
16. She never got attention she truly deserves. She's fed up of "what's up" and emoticons.
17. Everything is all about you. Nothing is ever about her.
18. She loves herself too.

Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Who'll catch me when I fall?

Mirror, mirror I knew this man,
I hear his voice and I feel like ****!

Mirror, mirror everytime he laughs
I just can't explain how he give me crafts.

Mirror, mirror whenever he speaks
I feel like I'm on clouds at its peak.

Mirror, mirror he gives me butterflies
He keeps me happy and never let me cries.

Mirror, mirror he send me shivers
Its overflowing just like other rivers.

Mirror, mirror this is something new
I hope this won't fade and forever please be true.

Mirror, mirror he said he loves me
He'll never hurt me he guarantee.

Mirror, mirror he said I'm all his
With those three words I feel bliss.

Mirror, mirror on his bended knee
He hold my heart and there's no escapee.

Mirror, mirror forever is for fantasy
So that means lifetime is for reality.

Mirror, mirror my heart beats,
If this ain't forever please delete.

Mirror, mirror remove my doubt and my fear
With this man that's gentle and truly sincere.

Mirror, mirror give me my happily ever after
Let me write my own love story and be the master.

How can emptiness feel so heavy?
How can a brighter day seems so dark?
How come I feel sad when I'm alive?
How come I regret having this kind of life?

I've been in my own world lately.
Black and White, that's my whole story.
Teardrops slowly falling into my hands,
Oh, I see, it's the only clear thing remains in me.

We're slaves of our own emotions,
We're prisoner of our own depression.
You're still breathing, you're the lucky ones,
Most of us are heaving through courrupted lungs.

A music without rhythm
A heart without a beat
Scars don't heal when you keep cutting.
You're just getting numb when its bleeding.

Trying to find my way,
To escape this calamity.
As I fall asleep,
All my emotions begin to sleep.

I've always admired
the hands of a poet
fragile, yet capable of telling
the most breathtaking stories
and writing down
the most frightful thoughts
in the form of ravishing metaphors
so no one really gets
how dreadful they really are

the hands of a poet
can take you to a place
that’s constructed out of time and illusions
the hands of a poet
can lift you up
and make you fly
they can take you to the only place
that they would call shelter

I’ve always admired
the hands of a poet
because they can form the letters
so resolutely
while the words are still pondered about
they can make words look
like they’re on the right place

the hands of a poet
aren’t as damaged as their feelings
and unlike the mind of a poet,
they age
until the poet can’t write
the beautiful thoughts down anymore

If we meet the right person at the wrong time,
does that make them the wrong person then?
And if I meet the wrong person, at the right time
do they become the right person?

Just like any other story
We've started with oh so blurry
Strangers we were,
I think that's a cliche from somewhere.
At the beginning it was all a blank page
And I'm a bubble trapped in a cage
While you had this heart with broken line
From the girl once you've called mine.
Maybe that's where we gain connection,
The hurt inside which obviously need correction.
Second by second we became friends
I hope it will last right until the end.
The laughs at our little conversation
It is both our path of satisfaction
There are times I'm festering in frustation
Trying to pen my way out of procastination
When I'm all empty,
You're there and refueled my positivity,
Are you the master of laughter spells?
Cause you give me happiness can't even describe in hell.
If perfection is just a lie
Then why do people even try?
I guess it lives within, we cannot see
Just like any second you become crazy.
This man with big gentle heart
We become proportion when it comes to music art,
We both shared common interest
We talk and laugh and forget about the rest.
But his heart needs to heal
He needs to be true and be real.
So wish upon a shooting star
Believe and you will get quite far
A hope, a wish, a dream, a smile
Nothing selfish, nothing vile.
But wish may not come true
So better plan and not out of the blue.
If you ever crash remember I'm here
Reach my hand, I'm giving it to you near.
Thanks for the bow with perfect timing
Great play of arch, friendship we're gaining.
I'm so lucky for having you,
Just wanna say I'm here for anything you do.

This girl is flesh and blood
Not a doll to be put on crowd.
Hard to remember the time her heart was whole.
Trying to pick up those leftover pieces in her soul
Now she treat love just like a bad taste.
Handling it with care was just a waste.
She onced open her heart and let you in
That was her big mistake, her worst sin.
Her heart grows with doubtful thoughts dear,
Tense while beating, it is full of fear.
Numbed to her dreams of bliss.
Sliding further into abyss.
Going through burning pages
Elevating and devouring new phases.
But her heart just like a stone
Can't feel anything, can't even hear a tone.
Is it her fault to feel this way
When she just give all the love she may
A love transcendent, and truly rare
Now her kindred spirit can't even share.
If only she could, she would break the mystery
Erase the demented history.

Sunset fell
You made me go to hell

I’m a heart breaker.
It should be my Instagram and Twitter bio
Or my facebook description.
This should be my catch phrase.

While I’m savoring the taste of pain
And the salty taste of tears in my mouth
I wail my pain away
But it only keeps on coming back

It so overwhelming
It so numbing at the same time
I feel nothing...
And everything.

I love you, I know that much
I love you with my shattered heart
I love you with my swollen red eyes
I love you with my runny nose

I love you enough to love myself

Eventually, the tears will stop, not today or tomorrow but someday
Eventually, you’ll find someone else to love and so will I.
Eventually your heart will heal and so will mine.
It’s okay to cry myself to life.

Eventually, you’ll understand that I broke our heart to save us.

I closed and condition my heart not to love
I build walls, no one can climb above
Scared that someone might hurt me again
A promise of love then leaving me in pain.

I don't want to get myself lost,
I don't want to be Alice,
Who keeps on falling down forever.
I don't want to be buried by my own emotions.
I don't want to fall into a trap anymore.
I don't want it to be just another period of bliss
Followed by heartaches, heartbreaks,
Clinched fists and chaos.
I don't want my love to be just another myth
I want it to be real and live

I've fallen once in this kind of crime
And if I'll give it another shot,
I don't wanna fail this time.

I'd be
happy to die
Even if
I wouldn't die happy.

I've felt a lot of pain before.
From knives
To guns
From blade
To razor
But this pain is beyond my expectation
Your words cut me
Your lies kills me
Your tounge serves as the sweetest poison.

You're my life
But you're my death.
You're my heaven
Yet you're my grave.

Finally they say “it’s not working out”
But actually they don’t want it to!

The blue skies you see
Was the gray skies for me.
Tell me I'm colour blind
But no! That's the emptiness inside me.

My shadow in the mirror
That's the blurred charrade of my life.
Horrible wounded girl
Whole life was trash and ******.

Anger
Hatred
Depression
Sorrow
Sadness
Self-hate
Teribble breakdown it is.
Just wanna be free from this chains.

I want it to be treated like illness.
Need to recover and be okay within days.