You're a one night stand
But we spent too many nights
I lost count of it.

You're that unexpected kiss
On a drunken wasted night
Of vomits and *****.

You're that awkward hi
Exchanged by strangers who
Thought they both knew each other
But were clearly mistaken for another.

You're the bruise that turns blue
When I accidentally bump my leg
On the corner of the bed.

You're the scar that I never
Knew I had.

You're the bittersweet taste in
My mouth every morning.

You're the last thought lingering
In my head before slumber takes me
And you're the vagueness that
Haunts me in my dreams.

You're the scalding hot shower
In a cold freezing morning.

You're the boiling tea that numbs
My tongue for the rest of the day.

You're the obsession
I will never learn to let go of.

You're that person I will
Never get to call mine.

You're the one that got away.

I cannot
Even begin to say
How my heart flutters
at the sight of you

Yet I am still here
Far away
And never able to
Embrace you

You call me out upon the waters.
The great unknown.
Where feet may fail.

The crowd fades away
As chords in every melody
Rings in our ears,
And shivers downs in our body
It vibrates in every muscle
A musical fusion
Almost everything didn’t matter
It’s you, me and the beating rhythm
The graceful posture
The sway of every gesture
It’s a motion adventure.

Feeling the adrenaline pulsing through
Pervading the entity
Beating rhythm pounding, it electrifies the body
into graceful art, emancipating the sound of the music
Captivating the mind, liberating the young, reckless soul
covertly hidden inside an indifferent exterior

A freeing beauty
of movement to the rhythm
A therapy to the mind and body.
Dancing to the music,
feeling every tune
every beat
every breath of every movement,
with Explosions of Euphoria

Don't. Do not talk. Resist.

The anger you are afraid to show. 
Afraid of being mistaken as weak, impatient. 

Don't. 
Don't bother to approach. 
Don't bother to speak. 
For you might hurt the one who cares to ask you of your state. 
Let the silence speak for itself. 
Let it scream through your fixed jaw.
Let it burst through the eyes that refuse to meet another's. 
Let the one who hurt you, 
See what they did.
Simply made you harder, tougher. 
Depositing another layer of concealment.

Don't. Do not listen.
For when they ask you, 
You don't relive the horror,
The horror lives you. 
It melts the sadness
Which threatens to pour out of your eyes.
It ignites the anger
That fights with your tongue to scream
And blurs the vision with tears.