I'm working on getting over you, I swear.

It's just hard letting go of that connection.

Hoping that it can can be found with someone else.

If it can't , I will always have a place for you in my heart.

I don't want that though..

It hurts too much.

Just know that I'm trying.

I swear.

i miss the way we'd converse about anything and everything in this humongous universe
i miss the promises you'd make and the faith i had in you to keep them
i miss seeing your emerald green eyes and thinking that they held constellations inside
i miss the way you'd turn the darkest nights into a day full of sunshine and rainbows so effortlessly
i miss the way you made me forget everything playing on my mind
i miss you

How does loving him feel like?, my sister had once asked.

I couldn’t put together my words back then,
so here it is now.
Words bearing the weight of the universe,
transliterated into a language you can comprehend.

Loving him feels like Christmas mornings at Hogwarts. When little Harry arrives in the Great Hall, and tasted magic for the very first time. It’s the same feeling Percy gets when he tastes ambrosia, the same satisfaction you’d get when Percabeth kisses underwater.

It’s the safety of your covers when the night had passed, and you still couldn’t bring yourself to sleep. It’s staying indoors when it’s pouring outside, occupied with the company of a book. It’s getting lost between the pages and not minding the time. The fresh smell of your favorite outfit once it’s out of laundry, ready to be worn again.

It’s warm,
it’s soft.

It’s not another cliché,
it’s love.

Give me a Purpose, with a Reason to keep Persevering here.
Give me the Heart of a Lion, and with the Love that never fades.
Give my Heart an unlimited amount of Love for those who's lost.
Give me your Knowledge and Wisdom to show others who you are.
Give me your Peace, your Strength , and your Heart for the Lost.
Give me your undying Love for all whom needs you which is all.
For there is not one person, whom needs you not we all are sinners.
Whom does not deserve your Grace, and Mercy as well Lord God.
We are all Slowly dying, while we are Living in this here Life here.
For not one shall Live forever except you Holy One the Christ.
For we all are Slowly dying while Living in our own little world.
There is nothing that can save us, except you the Holy Savior.
Whom stole our Hearts, while we were yet enemies of each other.
Yet you still Bless us and Love us, even way back then Lord.
There is nothing that I desire more than to Feel your Presence.
To know that you still are Leading me toward home in Heaven.

we humans have such a need to be loved
afraid of being
alone
abandoned
left for granted

and i am no different
i want to feel the rush
butterflies in my stomach
wing against my hair
hands against his heart
heart intertwined with my soul

you may ask why
am i so enamoured with this
idea of love

perhaps it is so i do not feel lonely
for i have been (lonely) for a while now
even when i am surrounded by people
there is no one
not really
not anyone who connects with my soul

or perhaps  i just want to feel more put together
after all
everyone thinks you’re so much happier when you have a significant other

or perhaps i just want someone to hold hands with
someone to kiss
embrace
****

oh
ah
oh
i’m not fooling anyone, am i?
the reason i am so enamoured with the idea of love
is because i am obsessed with the notion that someone else can fix me up
heal the void in my heart
clear the window to my soul

‪he is the devil‬
‪dressed in an angel’s robes‬
‪sent down to lure the humans‬
‪away from the sacred path to heaven‬
‪and into the depths of hell‬
‪i know i shouldn’t stray‬
‪for God would forsake me‬
‪but for a moment‬
‪just for a second‬
‪i thought‬
‪i would let him drag me down into the fire‬
‪if it meant he would be with me‬