One might call us star crossed,
Two lovers doomed by distance,
But that's a half truth

You and I were an exothermic reaction past its prime
You and I were a failed blend of oil and water

You and I were the product of the most passionate intersection of two souls
Two strangers willing to bare their secrets
And form a bond meant to stand the test of time,
But whose links simply rusted as though entropy was having a sick laugh

When our hands joined, there was an electricity,
It could power this city forever,
If only the plug wasn't pulled,
If only the lights had stayed on

you can put me off your mind.
you can delete our photos from your phone.
you can scrub ******* your body,
to remove my fingerprints.
you can try to remove me.
but i hope when your phone lights up,
your heart beats fast,
and for a split second,
you might hope it was from me.
you can try to remove me,
but when someone mentions my name,
i hope the syllables burn at the back of your throat.
you can try to remove me,
but on cold nights,
i hope your body craves for my warmth.
you can try to remove me,
but your heart will miss its beats,
because it used to sync with mine.
honey,
you know what the worse part is?
you can try your hardest to remove me,
but i'm still all yours.

(FAH)

how do you sleep at night knowing you broke me?
teach me.
how do you stay high without being brought down by the heavy emptiness that weighs down?
teach me.
how do you swallow the sweet and claims it's the most bitter fruit you've tasted?
teach me.
because i see you moving on so fast,
i get stuck.
dumbfounded.
if what we had,
meant something to you,
how could you turn,
our love to hate?
teach me.
so i won't have to drag you down no more,
with pathetic cries and pleads,
teach me dear.
teach me how,
you can pretend.
because i've had many masks,
but this,
bled through them all.

(FAH)

I woke up,
and scavaged through my bed for my cellphone.
i realized,
my earpieces formed a noose around my neck
and my sheets,
already seem to wrap my body.
i commited suicide in my sleep.
funny.
I woke up this morning,
disappointed.
no texts.
I expected that, but i never failed to check every morning that i woke,
in case you remember me before you fall asleep.
I woken up from a nightmare.
And to be honest,
i was in a state of denial.
Did it happened,
did it not?
In reality and in sub-consciousness,
you wrecked me in both.

(FAH)

i tried not to write of misery
and heartache,
but i always find myself writing about you in the end.
i don't want to seem depressed,
dependent,
almost pathetic,
as i find constellations to string together,
reasons why you left.
i know it seems a bit cliche,
but i guess now i understand movies.
it feels like i'm breathing underwater.
in reality, you worked as a lifeguard,
and you seemed so oblivious,
to me.
i'm drowning.
as the waves pushed me back further from shore,
you seemed to breathe better.
less suffocated.
the flowers i hoped i planted in you,
creeps out of your mouth,
they're weeds.
they have withered.
i have stopped watering them.
i thought i planted beautiful seeds in you, but they only turned out for the worse.
and i never knew,
till the vines suffocated you and creeped out your mouth.
and i'm sorry,
but i guess,
we've been both gasping for air.
honey, i'm sorry.

( FAH )