Sometimes I suddenly wake
Scared, anxious, nervous
Flooded with memories
Of a familiar stranger
And the scariest part
is this image, of myself,
so vulnerable, so happy

next to him.

I want nothing to do with you
I am comfortable in the memories
safe, knowing I made it through
aware of the outcome
Dealing with the consequences
Of the bittersweet experience,
The terrible rollercoaster
Of your intermittent affection

They keep on taking,

I am already empty.

What else can you strip me of?

My soul is already naked,

My flesh exposed

My heart vulnerable and lost

Seduta su questa scala
Guardando il mare
Mi ricorda il momento
In cui ** trovato
il percorso corretto
Di andare
Mille notti di piacere
effimero
sono stati per te
il mio tempo prezioso
perso in te
Effimero
Come sei
e come per me
È adesso, gia
Il amore che avevo
tanti anni fa

I’m done playing this game
Against myself
It’s about time I meet
A worthy rival

I took all the love I gave to you
And used it for myself

You don't have to search anymore
It’s okay, I’ll be your company
As we’ll be dreaming under different skies
Cloud nine resting , still, we can settle,
My embrace will be your home,
Your eyes will ground me
This feeling, our only battle

You could go hide
In the edges of the earth.
In the deepest of the oceans.
Yet, my soul would know,
I — would know,
you are there.
  For it finds you more still
Than any precise satellite
or Gps there could be.

Once again,
I’m a sharing a life
With a past dream

It’s plain and chaotic
And unique and divine
The beam of her caring
In every tender glance

It’s a lovely day. Another lovely birthday. Sadness keeps expanding.. by the 29th, it has rooted in my heart

I shifted into another universe
without you in it,
and it felt strange,
for a while.

I wanted to love you so bad
I was so inspired!
It was better in my mind, I guess
I messed up.

I wanted to cry
As I saw my mom’s mug—
Broken.

She was so sad,
So she fixed it.
It was a mug from Italy,
I brought it to her
as a souvenir once.  

She was so sad,
As if she brought it
herself,
She lingered.

I wanted to cry
As  I realised—
She got to see
Some places
Only through my eyes.

I wished,
I hoped,
Someday I can
Carry her with me
To every place she ever dreams.

The room is quiet,
No one is near,
Your sneaky hand
Makes its way to me;
my flesh, my soul
Shivering
To the expert dance
of your  fingertips

Perhaps all your exes do better after you for a reason
Perhaps my words are aimed to hurt
You
And now that I know they could
I wouldn’t  mind if they do
Cause perhaps I am still sour
From the taste of your love
And its deep, light consuming
hole in my soul

It sickens me
How it occupied a part of my reason
The way I detailed a map of your heart
In exchange of
A sugarcoated rusty knife in my back

You were never that good,

I put some filter for your soul,

I made you up inside my mind.

I guess I’ll always be looking for you

In every crowd

And I know,
You won’t be there.

But maybe,

someday,

our eyes
will meet again

You  added colour to my mess
and me like a painting
you weren’t quite happy with
The egotistical artist in you
thought could paint over

I was ruined forever

Can you imagine all the conversations we could’ve had?
All the songs we could’ve sung?

Your name on my screen.
I forgot how it feels,
I lost my voice
I almost couldn’t breathe
But It wasn’t the same pain
It was some sort of relief
As I open up your message
and press the word “delete”

Wild and twisted
The roots of your caring
Managed to stay in my heart.
I tried to **** them,
But they grew back

As years go by,  I can only recall,
the same feeling of longing has always been in my bones.

I’m selfish, I know
I’m stubborn, which, may be worse
I overshare… just not enough
I tend to ignore the facts that may be relevant
I’m amusing, yet I can make you sad
You’ll always want to know more,
you’ll never can
Poetry writes itself, doesn’t it?
Now I’m here, stuck,
with the image you want for me
no makeup will cover the fact that
I am still sad about it
No poem will soothe me enough
To ever forget about it

Well, she had given her soul away before,
Of course she was soulless.