How did you stop missing me so fast?
I need to figure out how to get you out of my head.
Every single memory that we shared,
all of it, I tried to throw away.
I tried so hard to erase the picture of your smile,
the funny sound you always made when you laughed.
All of it, I want it all gone but it's easier said than done.
And so here I am,
still & forever will be in love with you.

Death is such an inevitable thing right?

That's what she said before
leaving me without saying goodbye.
And after all those years,
I finally realized what it really meant.
It was our *love that has died
and cannot be saved
no matter how hard we try.

The sun has now finally hidden behind the clouds.
It will never come back again and shine.
And with that, the winter has arrived.
The winds will start to become cold,
and the bright colors that were once
bursting into flame will now turn into gray.

As each day passed by, I'm wanting her more and more.
Every details about her even the small ones, all of it I adore.
I didn't know that I'm capable to love someone like this
until I met you.
And Yet, loving you has been nothing but eternal bliss.

A piece of you
Reflecting back
The bitter words in your mouth
Too raw to speak
A poet is
Someone in pain
And someone in love
Someone who looks at the world
Through a kaleidoscope
Who takes a magnifying glass to each
And every
Word you say
And lets them imprint on their heart
A poet is
A star gazer
A dreamer
A chaser of
The improbable
But hopes anyway
A poet is
Tissue paper skin
A heart of glass
And a soul of titanium

A poet is
A sharp tongue
And a gentle kiss
She is a sob
He is a sigh
A poet is
The sun at midnight
Bright and
Burning
Hot
Alive
But cloaked in a darkness
They cannot shake
The brightest day
And the darkest night
A poet is
The human experience
A paradox
An oxymoron
So complicatedly
Simple

A poet is
A lover
Who refuses
To stop wearing their heart on their sleeve
No matter how much it bleeds
But rolls them up
So you can’t see
The blood stains


A poet
Is Poetry