Of course it was something strong,
The way we used to look at each-other
And laugh at the same time,
Kiss each-other
Slowly, furiously, hungry and angry...
The way i used to lay on his back,
The way he used to hold my hand,
And we keep laughing and laughing
Crying sometimes,
Crying most of the time
And we hug each-other
He dries my tears
I kiss his lips
And we laugh, sing, dance and dream
He gets jealous,
I get mad,
He goes crazy, I go crazy
He holds my hand,
Puts a ring in it
We laugh again
We cry again
It sure wasn't something in vain
The way he used to kiss my lips
the way i used to take off his shirt
And we make love to each-other
Slowly, furiously, hungry and angry...
The way he used to take my pictures
The way i used to love his pictures
The way we imagined the future
Us,
Together,
For good and bad
Us,
Forever..

Of course it was something strong,
Our promises, our happiness
Our memories,
Our songs, dances and dreams
Our games
Our love..
The way we stared at the stars
The way we contemplated the moon
The way he laughed at my jokes
The way we danced in the dark
And we grab each-other
Slowly, furiously, hungry and angry..

And he's gone
And I'm here
Alone...
He disappears
But not from my dreams
And life isn't the same without him
My hands are cold
My lips are cold
I cry again
I cry a lot
And all the sad songs were about him
And all the tragic stories were about me
And all it was left for me
Is wishing,
One day he comes back to me..

Of course it was something strong
The way i couldn't finish this poem
The way all the words in the world aren't enough
To express my feelings
Or to tell our story...

What I feel are rivers filled
with droplets made of life.

Life rushes
over stone and wears
away through mountains,
lakes are memories
met by rivers
states of mind
crossroads
crossrivers.

Which channel
will I flow through?
and how many times?
How deep will I let it go before
it becomes so dark
that I can't see
the bottom?

Im burning
Inside
And outside,
My heart is flames
And my breath it's dust,
Im in hell on earth
Im in hell far from your arms
Far from your smile
Far from your eyes
Im in hell and you are in heaven
Im in hell cause you are in heaven
Im looking at my hands
And all I can see is yours
Im looking in my heart
And all I can find is you.

I miss you,
Like a knife is stabbed in my chest
Like a bullet is shot in my head
I miss you,
Like my moment of agony is lasting forever
Like im falling from a bridge
And never hitting the ground
I miss you,
Like my throat is cut from screaming
Like my ears were deaf from those screams
Like my eyes were emptied from tears
I miss you,
Like I've married the pain
Like the seasons were all winters
Like I was naked in the rain
I miss you,
Like this horror movie was never ending
Like a painting was never dry
Like a lover was never fine
I miss you,
Like the sound of thunder
Like the touch of fire
Like the color of the night

I miss you

I miss you...

Purity is not just about virginity,
It's also about dignity,

Purity is not restricted to femininity,
but requires the protection of chivalry,
and regard for responsibility.

Purity is not innocence out of ignorance,
It's making a choice that's different.
Even when facing a challenge.

Purity is not just about hiding behind a white veil,
Or donning a white spotless gown.
It's about going through a season of waiting,
even if it can be tough.

Purity is not just a state of being,
It's a state of knowing,
valuing and protecting...

The sacredness of a marriage.
The loyalty to one's spouse.
The unity of two to form one flesh.

Not giving up one's body to all the rest,
but leaving it for God's best.

Because you interpret what you want,
not what I meant.

Don't like my poems because...
You think they color me in a light
that is easier to accept.
I am, what I am, all things-
My past, present
None of it I regret.

Don't like my poems because
you think I'm a genius.
I am just a 22 year old girl,
struggling to type this two minutes
before you will read it.

Don't like my poems because
I am pretty.
Well thank you.
But there's SO MUCH MORE
to anyone of us
But I really am grateful.

Don't like my poems because
you want me to like yours.
I probably will, already do,
I love all verse.

Don't like my poems because
I said do not like them.
I am human,
doing my best
and these words...at least I get them out
most insecurities, doubt, and humanity
**fight them

Someone who feels everything in their life has led them to you.
Someone who loves your flaws, sarcasm, giggles, stupidity and at times immaturity.
Someone who would find answers in your hesitation.
Someone who falls in love with you despite the differences.
Someone who finds love of their life , the closest and truest friend in you.

Dear twin,
I know you've been going struggles from without and within
but we all go through pain
it's what balances the sun with the rain
Your an amazing person
you have so much to give the world
I'd hate to see you waste that potential on some ******* who didn't know how to treat a girl.
I'm not saying I'm better in fact i know I've done worse
but it breaks my heart to know it's you that's so horribly cursed
Your my twin and I'll stick by you to the end
You've gone through some **** before.
Now rise like the dark knight sis, your superhero story begins.

We sit in the same room, the same car, the same bed
mere inches apart, yet the distance feels insurmountable..
We sit in silence, each lost in our own thoughts,
but it is so loud in my mind.
My thoughts are screaming out to you.. wishing you could hear them.
I slowly let my eyes drift in your direction.. you are miles away,
no where near where my thoughts can reach you.
I wonder where you are,
and where you wish to be.

Foolishly, I try to make you love me.
Foolishly, waiting for you to love me,
thinking time will bring you to me;
thinking if I just try this.. or that..
But sometimes we try too hard.

We sit staring into each others eyes,
but we are looking through each other.
You – looking to where you wish to be;
I –  trying to see where you are,
trying to figure out when it was that the light in your eyes dimmed,
when the flame died.
Seems it died too soon.

I miss the times you would gaze into me,
and see me.
When I saw the passion in your eyes,
when I felt your words tear into my soul,
when you spoke to me
in whispers
so only I could hear.