why do you flee from me?
when i called you my dove,
i did not mean to give you wings to fly away
what will i do? how can i forbid you
your freedom

love is the wings clipped
because of the grounded lover
love is the willful descent of the high

and the exultation of the one lowly

your kindness terrifies me
love ever defying
all that i know

I've had several break ups
all of them with you.

first we said goodbye.. or you did, i didnt believe it was true

then came the silence, 0 messages, no one to talk to, my heart eschewed truth.

i checked my phone (i shouldnt have..) your twitter is gone, so is your tumblr too

theres a deep sadness, the realization and accepting of the breakup, i didnt realize how many breaking ups it would take
for it to get through

that im better without you
and yes, you too are far better off without me

in your separation and in my bereavement, we have grown, grown, grown.

and i have nothing but love and appreciation for you

im so afraid to
offend, but worse still if you
dont remember me

Thoughts i want to crystallise
Dreamlike, i understand now
what people call a Fantasy.

a Phantasm appeared,
the Ghost's silhouette
vanished, an Apparition,

Imagination prohibits nothing
Believability? unnecessary
Truth? who can tell?

what a day! full of Activity,
gives your mind the best material
in your mind, your wildest Unrealities come true.
whether or not you want it to.

Participate,
Don't stay in a slump!

Initiate,
Don't be down in the dumps!

The feelings won't stay if you won't let them!

It is not that you are being cruel or that you are shutting out your feelings!

So stop your shrivelling,
don't keep punishing yourself!

Fester in them too long,
you'll be
finished!

When I was a child, I watched TV
I believed self control was
not a part of my personality

Patience, a virtue I lacked
I'll download another app
to while away the time

Time spins away from me
Distractions are easier to reach for
The phone, the credit card, a touch away

The door is for necessary errands,
the door is for the deliveryman to arrive to,
the door is to be shut.

Life goes at a snail's pace
with no map, going to a place I dont really want to.
I put my seatbelts on and shrug.

Inconsolable,
I gasp for air as I control my uncontrollable tears,
my heart pummels my chest angrily,
I look closely into my eyes,
I can see the blood vessels that have spilled into red blooms.
Everything I established crumbles,
I have no will to continue it
To share and speak out on what I feel helps little,
these friends only add to my troubles
And the one who caused it all is no longer here, and life pauses until she returns.
I console myself,
but I am of little help, so lost in madness. So I remain

Inconsolable