I never really got to thank you enough
For this, for caring, for being such an amazing friend, I never got to say thank you enough.

I remember losing myself in the ocean,
In the flower fields,
In the mountain range,
And in the universes that reside in your eyes.
I remember my heart fluttering at the sound of your chuckles,
I remember your voice that used to sooth my bleeding heart.

I loved you... and sometimes you loved me too.
I still have a little light left in this sepulchre of a heart,
I still see you there at times...

This blackness keeps me still.
Sightless and empty.
Silent and imaginary.
My world is an unlit night.
No warmth to free me.
in this meaningless life.

This imaginary self
which gave me light.
Only ephemeral,
with nothing in sight.


Frozen woe is all I know.
Made-up tears
and empty words
Are nothing more
than voiceless faux.
My frozen world
dark and null
Chains me to
The void my life.

what does it feel like to be held
not by another body
not by a set of limbs, a chest, a chin
but
by another soul

what does it feel like
to see truth in another pair of eyes
instead of hidden intentions
instead of absence

what does it feel like
to hear a familiar heartbeat
resounding next to your own
reaching through skin
through bone
two rhythms
indistinguishable

what does it feel like
to write poems about
a love that exists

The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do?

It wasn’t letting you go.

That was difficult though, to swallow my pride and wear a smile to hide the fact I’m not okay.

Oh no, the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do? Was finally admit to myself the truth.

It was admitting that you were never mine to begin with.

That day you got off

    my pain a prescient phenomena
of the future of our union

No worries

I wore misleading “white”
You stated misleading vows

       A sanctified (doomed) promise of fornever

Beautiful hair with a magician hat
every girl falls for him they're blind as a bat.
with his amazing smile and long sleeve striped shirts
when the doors are closed he really hurts.
he's really insane always drinks away from the pain.
He's actually crazy as a clown
But in the public, he'll never frown.
He loves the attention and the gifts the ladies send
but does he realize this will all end?
I tried to make him think and see with his eyes
but the things he keeps saying are a bunch of lies
oh sir magician let me help you
you're all I care about
that's so true...