I regret
Not fighting enough for you
Because the clock's ticking
And wedding bells are ringing

You were never
Mine to lose
But I lost you
All the same

Would I craft
A thousand lines
Were it not
In your name?


Time will heal -
So you say
Distance will
**** these feelings

Should I try
And resent you?
I just cannot
Find a reason


Now my weeks
Are bleak
from the drink
And the damnation

Intoxicated
I stumble on
A path of
Self-destruction


A poet's love
Will not be
Extinguished
So easily

Not until
I'm playing
In my own
Greek Tragedy

The fluorescent streetlamp shone
As you spoke
The pavement and I
Keen with interest
While the street shook
With the roars of busy travellers

And the smoke kept rising..


The neons blinked to life
When you smiled
The tree-leaves and I
Rustled with excitement
As the gentle wind
Tickled in on a late summer's eve

And the smoke kept rising..


The taillights stopped
As you accelerated
The world and I
Saw you move farther
And farther away
Vanishing into the darkness

And the smoke cleared away..

Do not tell me
It is not love
That fills me with joy -
The sight of
Your lips
Pulling at the corners
When you break into
A smile
Even if
I am burnt out
From inside

Do not tell me
It is not love
That raises my heartbeat -
The tension
In my nerves
When your
Eyes shine
Moist and sad
Too short to notice
Yet still I do
The narrowest span

Do not tell me
It is not love
That soothes my mind -
The sound
Of your voice
A symphony
Of fresh notes,
gentle chimes
The wind bears
Them once
I perceive them thrice

A fool undoubtedly, but one out of his time
Ancient are my thoughts, yet present is my crime
If this isn't love, I don't know what is
If this isn't love, then educate me

They said
Feelings do not matter
But facts do
What if it is fact
The way I feel
For you?

What new Hell
Have I
gotten myself into?

I wonder
If I ever come as
An unannounced guest
In your mind
Because you stay in mine
Always welcome
All the time

I wonder
If you're unimpressed
By the cover; I urge you
To take a peek within
You'll never know the narrative
If you've made your mind
Before you begin

I wonder
What felt sadder
To have your heart broken
Or shattering mine?
I thought I was the victim
But maybe falling in love
Is the crime

I wonder
If both of us are broken
Why not trade each other
Pieces of our souls
See if we can find
Edges that fit and
Close these gaping holes

I wonder
If we had more time
Would it be any different
Than how it is today?
Would you find me worthy?
Or would you still
Push me away?