To love or not to love; That is the question:
Whether to hold hearts hidden in shade
Or to let loose the leashes and allow escape;
Was't in her beautiful smile,
Or was't in how her mind was such alike to mine,
Nay!. It was the way she looked like the sun,
as it shone light on the moon,
Never to expose its flaws
But to embrace its beauty.
The way she makes me laugh non-stop
Simple by just one message
Or the way she show her care for me
Despite never meeting me yet.
I can not wait to be able to confess my love
To her as we are immersed nothing
but each other's embrace.

To love or not to love; that is the question:
And to love , is always the solution.

Tears stain
mother's cheeks
as she
struggles
to fill
her child's
tummy.
She skips
another meal
and
feeds,
nourishes,
protects.
She hears
the moans
and cries
her
baby
exerts.
The dark
circles under
their eyes.
So tired
of being
hungry.
Hungry.
All other
thoughts
vanish.
Hungry.
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We spend so much of our lives
Afraid to say the things
That we finally come to regret
And all the words become secrets
From the ears of those who
deserve every right to hear them.

I know I have spent most of my life
Afraid to say the things in my heart
So I let the words decay into shadows
Where they are hidden from the light.

If I could take every chance
To do things all over
I would tell myself to be less afraid
To keep my words out of the shade
Where they become mesmerised by
The light.
I would tell you that I love you
That you are the only one who has
my heart and that all the things
I'm afraid to say, I can say it
when I think about you
reflecting those same words
back to me.

At the start we were afraid
To say what was really in our hearts
And little did we know
That both our hearts felt the same.
Connected by one simple
yet complex word
Love.

In a world full of 7 billion people you're going to waste your life crying and tearing yourself apart over a *******. Poor you! There are good memories, you won't forget this person but if they had the audacity to disrespect you then you have to accept the fact that this person was fake, they either got what they wanted from you and left or never got what they wanted and left because they had no intention to stay anyway. Don't live in the delusion they promised you.

When people ask me why I enjoy the company of the stars, I honestly don't have one good answer to explain the sensation of just gazing aimlessly into the night. I guess somewhere between staring at the stars, I am reminded of the light that shines over me, looking right over my shoulders to provide clarity to confusion. I guess why I enjoy the company of the stars is because each speck of star light reminds me of home and home is a place I can be me. I could look at the sun, a star in label but I would be blinded by its scorching brightness that I would not have much of a view. I guess why I enjoy the company of the stars is because when I'm looking at them, I'm pretending that I'm looking into your eyes, the beauty they contain is equivalent in every single way and the reason I enjoy the company of the stars is because I know I would enjoy the company of you under the stars. I was told if I walked a bit further, chased things a lit harder, get lost a little longer that I would find myself but the truth is, I have been lost for almost all of my life and it is you that has found me and in a way helped me find myself. I guess what I'm trying to say is, when I think of home, I think of you and all that you mean to me. I'm nestled in between your arms where no harm could ever come past our walls and it is just you and me in an eternal moment of ecstasy and I realised it is this moment that my hand feels the loneliest, because it is craving the warmth of your hand. My ears is having withdrawals to an unknown substance as it is ringing to hear your voice and my heart is scratching at discs and pressing on buttons struggling to stay on beat as it yearns so hard to be near you.