often times I notice the universe doesn't want me in this place.
like cutting my airways short, sometimes it is hard to breathe.
or the weariness that climbs up my chest.
I know this fear is a void in me but I know it isn't empty.
the world is getting rid of me in subtle, subtle ways no one can see but me.

when you come in the presence
of her voice.
the calmest water,
and every melodious bellow
would be put to shame.

up until now, i still find you tucked in my ponders
under rosy-pink skies, birds singing as they fly by.
up until now, i still find you dancing in my midnight reveries under starry nights; i wish of you for every shooting star that passes by.
up until now, i still listen to the songs you've sung, beneath treacherous hurricanes that you love, where storm clouds hung.
up until now, the image of you still lives inside my head,
your name trails down to my throat,
along with the words i never said.
"i love you," i wish i said.
up until now, i still wait for you.
for our love is anything but dead.

sometimes my thoughts speak louder
than the vision reality gives me.
pulling me into a reverie
out in this place
called
reality