I wish that with these words I could craft
a warm nest to nuzzle in
or a pair of cupped hands
or an alcove of bubble wrap

I wish that with these words I could
protect you from the harsh ones
or not let you see the stares
or shield your worrying mind from its own thoughts

But I can't.

no matter what words I write
they cannot create a shelter

no matter how hard I hug you
you are still exposed to the world

no matter how many "Its okay"'s I whisper
you still shake your head in disbelief

I'm sorry my words aren't enough
I cant craft them into an alcove of safety
or hide you from the judgmental world
or comfort you until you're truly okay.

But what I can offer is this:
a shoulder to cry on
lips to give advice from
arms to receive a hug from

and a friend whose heart and soul loves you.

i reckon the best type of love is
the one that happens
with a simple hello out of the blue
innocent, insignificant, incredible

all of a sudden
youre talking all day
every day
telling each other everything

and you slowly realize
your walls are starting to come down
you start to trust again
something you didnt think was possible

it never occurred to you that
you would start to fall
because last time it happened
you hit the ground

youve already fallen for them
though you just didnt realize it
because you were still gluing yourself
back together

it seems they stole your heart
and they fixed it
they glued it together with words
and they arent planning on giving it back

keep it safe

~E.Y.

we had plans to watch Moulin Rouge for months
to curl up on the sofa with sweet and salted popcorn
to listen to the songs which you thought summed up
everything we felt.

we had plans to have word wars together
all in the name of NaNoWriMo of course
to write and write until we both got fed up of
everything we'd created

we had plans to go wherever our hearts longed to be
i wanted to go back to my home, and you said you'd follow
not only for your career but so together we could grow up
everything we dreamed of

but now im sitting on the couch munching away on my own
wondering how many words you've done while im writing by myself
ive cancelled my plans to travel, i dont want to go alone
nothing seems right without you.

~E.Y.

When you told me you would do anything for me
at first I didn't believe you, but then you showed me

When you spent 2 hours on the phone to me
whispering sweet words to stop me crying

When you filed down every sharp object in my room
so I wouldn't be able to hurt myself

When you coaxed me into doing homework
and told me how proud you were when I was done

When you sat through Frozen with me
because you knew its my new favorite

When you ******* a little kiss from across the room
so that only I can see you love me

When this list could go on forever
because you do so much for me

When you tell me you love me
Please, please know this: I love you too

lots and lots and lots ;)

I know
Under those bright eyes
Run rivers of mascara
Wiped out of view

I know
Behind that smile
Your muscles ache from being
Forced into the same shape

I know
After every "I'm fine"
your cry: I'm not is
Brushed off your shoulder

I know
Within every silent tear
There's a scream
not not letting itself pass your lips

I know
How hard is it
To keep those
Hidden feelings

I know
How hard it is
To tell someone
To ask for help

I know
One day, some day
I will look back on this
And I will not hide them anymore

~E.Y.

Watch me walk away.
I dare you.
Watch me disappear from your view.
I dare you.
Watch me fade into a memory.
I. Dare. You.

In this case, I think you will be surprised.
I dont think that you can.
I dont think that you could even if you wanted to.

In my mind, the reason you have stayed
in your dramatic way
is because you cant face being without me
our feud feeds you new "friends".

without the attention from me and this fight
you would have no one. Im sorry, but its true.
even your "brother" seems to agree.

So now I am DARING YOU:
Watch me.
Leave me.
Forget me.

Oh and one more thing,
you dont control me anymore
so I will choose my own friends.

~E.Y.

You. Impossible. Incredible. Inconceivable.
You make my head spin just thinking of you.
How is it possible you do everything with such beauty?
such grace, maturity, hinting at perfection.
How is it that every word you say seems to make me
want more. i hang off your every word.
your perfects words. your magical words. your true words.
i can only wish i still had the chance to marvel at you.
to peer behind the walls. to see the strings of thoughts
slowly unravel to reveal someone impossible.
but that is impossible; and there is the irony.

I regret not kissing you that night on the train
Now my heart is filled with pain
I regret calling you those names
but at least now i am done with your games
I regret not calling after you
now im sticking my heart back together with glue
I regret asking you to leave
but at least now i dont have to grieve
I regret losing you as a friend
I guess im alone 'till the bitter end

I regret the things i didnt do
but i will never regret meeting you.

~E.Y.

the best feeling
if not a sinister one
is when you see an enemy
and you show them they cant hurt you:
you smile.

this simple movement of muscles
can rip into them deeper than any words.
they want you to hurt
and you appear to be doing fine.

ultimate revenge
the act of smiling is not only defiant
to show them they dont control you
but they cant do anything about it,
which is another advantage.

i dont know about you,
and this may seem evil,
but i smile when i know
that you are hurting

because all the times that i was hurting
you stood by and smiled too.
i guess thats the "circle of life, mate"
to put you in a quote.
now its my turn.

so i will smile,
when you tweet about me
because i really dont care! whereas you
seem to be caught up over me

and that alone is good revenge
but showing that i have no sadness
is even better
so heres to you :)

~E.Y.

although hes not you,
my heart had some cracks
so i found someone new.

he remembers the little things,
like you used to.
he texted me instead of enjoying a party
he is my heart's glue

he whispers i love you
when he knows i wont say it back
but i want to...

he makes me smile
like you used to.
hes making me forget,
my heart is no longer blue

i hope you find someone too
is all i can say really,
because i love this someone new

~E.Y

Salt is the remainder of the waterfalls
which flowed down her cheek not long ago.
Canyons now line her arm, and rivers have formed at the bottom of some,
made of not water, but blood;
Like some distant nod towards a religion
which she has no faith in.
She feels the gentle breeze of her breath on her chest,
like an eerie wind blowing through a ghost town.
Her mind - the town center - is quiet and deserted now.
The once overpowering voices have retreated to their houses;
Whispering plans of their next storm.
The creation of the canyons; the formation of the rivers; the brief appearance of the waterfalls are all destruction in disguise.

And one day the aftermath will be too great to undo.

~E.Y.

"To feel your heart beat in time with mine
Now makes me understand how to define
I love you"*

Those were the words you wrote one time
My butterflies flew to send chills up my spine
I loved them

You should know I feel the same
My heart has ignited into a little flame
I love it

Every time I breathe your scent
My heart finds that it is truly content
I love this

My words aren't nearly as beautiful as yours
But hopefully you will see the metaphors:
I Love You

~E.Y

I have written dozens of letters to family members
Yet none of them have received a word.

I write down my deepest and darkest feelings
But the intended never reads a word.

I don't have the courage
To see my mum read

I don't have the strength
To see pain in her eyes

I don't have it in me
To see her cry as she realises

The hundreds of letters I've written
Proclaiming my true thoughts and feelings
Have never yet reached her eyes.

~E.Y.