He is your knight in shining armor
With all his glamour and bright blue eyes
Offers his sword to protect you
With all his might

While I on the other hand
Carry sand in my worn out shoes
Whose armor wretched in scars from that day
You've cast me away

As a knight I have failed my duty
And you are a queen of wondrous beauty
Who deserves nothing but perfection
And I am no where near of similar complexion

I want to correct what I did wrong.
Just give me this one chance,
A moment to tell you
What I really wanted to say.
To erase the error
That tore us apart.
Though I'm not completely sure
If this will restore what we were;
But I'm certain of one thing,
You will sleep one night
Knowing that I love you.

I thought it was about to end
Just like a season that has passed by
Waiting for the perfect moment
Which I've lived countless times

I never hoped for a closing statement
Because I knew it was not existent
I hoped for it to just fade
Into a beautiful cascade

Then I saw you once again
Everything I've ever hoped for
Has gone and reset

I really wanted to forget
But I saw you
And remembered

You took me by a glass
Filled it to the brim
Till one small slip
A single drop
And the rest will follow

It took me weeks to months
To simply contemplate
My words to sentences
So I can express
How much you mean to me

It took you a minute
To give me a bright white rose
Just to tell me
How you feel
And how to never be
Seen again

You come home late at night
After a tiring day;
Wash up, bathe and rinse.
Ate that left over dinner
Your mother prepared for you.
Go on your bed
Preparing to sleep.
Wanting to sleep.
Couldn't sleep.
She's keeping you awake isn't she?
Strolling through your thoughts;
Her laughter echoes and wavers.
Your thoughts are emptied,
Except for her.
Took a few shots of that old bottle of whiskey
You had stored for better days.
Hoping for her to disappear
From your thoughts;
As well as in reality.
It's 4am yet you're wide awake.
Emotions are still firing.
You feel heavy;
Wanting her,
Missing her.
You can't ever be with her...
5am drowsiness gets the upper hand
You fall asleep
Only to wake up the next morning
You see her again

Where did you go,
Barefoot and mysterious.
The storm of fate
Has brought me to the heat of your arms.
Why don't you say
What you cannot admit.
Will you let the air just do away with it?
Do not be afraid;
These whispers of feelings.
I'm listening to you.

Here I am
Lying in bed

Still trying to see
if I can count to ten

One, two, three
Why do you do this to me

Four, five, six
You had my feelings mixed

Seven, eight, nine
Hope you can still be mine

Ten...
Wishing we still can

My friend once told me that being attracted to a girl
Always starts by seeing how pretty she looks.
Eyes glued to curves like it was a math exam.
You won't get it till you've analyzed it.
Thoughts bursting with vivid images of someone
You hardly even know.
Already unraveling the endless possibilities or maybe just the clothes.
Imagining how you would spend time together or even forever.
All of that in just a couple of seconds each time a girl walks by.
Then,
I explain to him,
What I saw was how angelic her voice sounded like.
She sang endlessly as her melody repeats
Uncontrollably in my thoughts to my ears.
How caring she could be even of the slightest of troubles.
Constantly asking me how I was even though
She was starting to annoy me.  
How her kindness would render everyone happiness and comfort.
Her heart full of warmth similar to that of a
Hearth next to a fireplace blazing and flaring not wanting
Anyone to feel like frost icing
How she danced and ambled her way
Through the stage "literally" killing everyone.
How she made me feel joyous even with just her presence.
How she made me realize that the essence of falling in love was not Exactly a bad thing
And how she also made me realize that falling in love was a
Really bad thing,
But above all that, it was how she made me.
Me to who I am.
Only then did I realize,
Oh wow she's really pretty

Not today,
Nor tomorrow,
Even the day after.
I long to know if what I feel
Is real.
To see if I could make it through
A month or two without seeing you.
But it's only been a day
And I'm already in pieces
Just wondering how your day went.

There's no doubt,
That one day you'll read my words;
And see each of my fabricated worlds.
Everything I've been wanting to show
Say, feel, and hold
To these months, years and days;
Even the hours, minutes and seconds
That I've been by your side.

One day, you asked me for a favor;
If I could help you prepare
To be the happiest person,
In his world

You left me skipping through my worlds;
Re-reading your words.
Saying,
"I love you"

I'm not sad that you're with him
Nor am I dismal that he's with you
I'm devastated at the reality
You'll never be mine.
And I'll never be yours,

when everything comes too quickly
gravity becomes overwhelming
it's infuriating

the beginning starts with an ending
creating stars covered by clouds
when dawn breaks with a shroud

contradictions only leads to doubt
what's needed now is a distraction
but so far my only distraction

is you

Wake up at dusk
Hazy and daze
You scroll through memories
Consider it twilight
You forgot about her
But you feel discomfort
You're hearts in agony
Because you left her there

How about we give it a shot
To try to change the scenes
Of all these heartache themes
All over this website's feed

We start this off
Sitting on the roof deck
Just staring into the bright red
Horizon's heavenly sunrise

A great breakfast buffet
Right beside an orchestral gig
Only just for us they sing
Our heart's connection

We continue the day flying
Soaring through the minutes
Hours and seconds not wasted
All because you're by my side...

**** I failed...

Not a sight even the slightest
Of gaps between my messages
And tickets, boards and bonfires
Collected petals gilded flats
I remember nothing sort of shallow
Memories and stories have left me
Numb and here I have forgotten
How I cared carried and created
The feeling I used to cherish
Now lost and cold and by tomorrow
Still numb till dusk and ask
If loneliness was better
Than nothingness

I have never really been into poetry,
Nor have I been into theater.
I was never interested in animated films,
Or movies in general
And music was just a hobby for me

Then I met you...

And now it seems as if,
I have found myself remembering you, by just listening to music,
And spending many nights, sleepless and lorn.

I'm patiently waiting for the next blockbuster hit
To appear in cinemas, so that I may ask you
For a single day together, once again.

Now my ambition is to create a cartoon,
Similar to that of Ghibli's, because you had me by a thread,
On that day we watched Spirited together.

I became the stage manager of a production,
Worked hard so I could make you say
That you were proud of me, but more than that was
To simply make you something beautiful.

And now all I can do
Is write poetry,
Every time,
I think of you.