SeaChel Oct 7
How beautifully melancholic is it
that the person
who makes our whole world
also holds the power
to tear it



SeaChel Sep 16
We used to say in the beginning
how it felt like such a dream.
Though, somehow
somewhere along our journey,
it turned into a nightmare.
The memories of us together,
I’ve now hidden.
Yet, I know where to find them
and sometimes I find myself
flipping through an album
of moments captured in time,
a reminder that at one point it was
most definitely a dream
and not just a night terror.
SeaChel Sep 16
Every waking day
I am still haunted
by your lack of presence.
Even in dreams,
you’ve stopped showing,
as my soul has recognized
that you are no longer beside me.
SeaChel Aug 13
Another dawn breaks
Yet, my tired eyes stay shut;
Sleep remedies life.
SeaChel Aug 11
Upon waking every morning,
he'd study my cerulean eyes
so intensely, it was as though
he saw they held the secrets to life
and he was a desperate man in need.
Yet, one day,
he must have found something
dark and terrifying in their depths,
for he never immersed himself
in my watery orbs again.
SeaChel Jul 22
I’m riding this roller coaster
called life,
but the highs
are losing frequency,
and the lows
keep getting lower.
SeaChel May 8
I don't want a boy
who will dote on me like a princess.
I want a man
who will worship me like the goddess I am.
I want us to be equals in each other eyes
because I will treat him like he is my king.
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