As long as my heart beats.
Long after you leave.
Even now, as even then.
Just as now.
As time hadn't passed.
Never forget.
Don't loose faith.
Right now or in a million years.
Only my love for you.

Together we would stay.
Ended up apart.

Encircling our flaws.
(X) one by one.
Taunting fate.
Running away.
After all.
I beg.
One more time.

Give me a reason.
I will follow.
Embracing it.
More as time passes.
Reaching it.
Enlightening the way.

And if we part.
Unknowing our destiny.
Never forget .
The love I gave.

Even now.
As you leave
My heart beats
Only for you.

Tears.
Under the light of trees
sculpting through the years
more than just water
nothing but more water.

Tears.
Faded in the dark
for what we called our park
in my skin so warm
in my soul so cold.

Tears.
waiting to be wiped
wanting to be freed
echoing in my direction
reforming my generation.

Tears.
With one name written
Yours.
With one purpose
Yours.
Waiting for relief
Yours.

Ground of flowers, I seek.
wounds of lovers, I see.

Broken hearted, I fit.
Wars of hatred, I fight.

Lost in the blur, I stay.
Craving for more, I say.

Grounds, of broken flowers
Lost, in hatred of lovers
Wars, craving for more.

In-between, I shall pay.
In my dreams, I won't stay.

Love for you, I keep.
More of you, I need.

Soulless, I die.
It is all a day.

Tell me if it was worth it
the cries
the fights
the lies
the long nights
because
for
me
it
did.

I'm no wonder.
I may wonder about everything.
that is the only way
I'll ever be wonder- full.

At night
I'll wonder of
your whereabouts
and if there's someone
sleeping next to you.

In the morning
I'll wonder
if the light of the sun
still makes your
brown eyes glow.

Maybe there's no wonder
that you left
when all you could see
was indecision.

How futile are our dreams, filling us with pure joy, giving us a way out of the nightmare of life, just to wake us in the middle of the chaos, hopeless, fragile.
Revealing our deepest desires, giving them to us, letting us touch the stars for a second, but we are never even close to the clouds, we are laying in the floor, chained to reality.
The despair and nostalgia becomes a part of our life, daydreaming about our dreams because they are better than our reality.
But desire is the other face of pain, both of them existing at the same time around us, we end up desiring something so hard that it becomes our conviction, we start doing everything for them, until we end up with a tragic real life and a perfect untouchable life.
Although life is the creator of our dreams, it will create our nightmares, reaching every pure place within us and poison it.
At some point, we'll loose our dreams, and start seeing life as something useless, better without us.
That's when the sinking feeling in the chest appears, the physical equivalent to a broken heart, revealing how broken we are.
We may have made mistakes, all of them just because we were trying to reach our dreams, but there'll come a time when those mistakes won't let us keep trying.
We've destroyed everything surrounding us, because life wouldn't let us fulfill our dreams.
And weakness becomes a familiar word, like a second name for us.
But what is truly weakness? A concept created  by someone to describe the state of someone else, every person in the world will tell us how to live, and now they can also judge us if we don't do what they say, and if we complain about the difficultness, they will call us weak, until ourselves start to believe it.
Then, we are weak, we are broken, we are misunderstood, we are judged, we are suffering.
All because we wanted something more.
Because we were doing what everyone does, what makes us human, desire, but since we desire more than what we were supposed to, people will think that we deserve to be punished.
But the truth is, we've already punished ourselves enough, we lose everything.
Empty, hating our desires, we end up.
So forgive me when I say, that I wish not to wake up from my next dream.

Staring at a blank page.
Waiting for you to say something.
But the silence is  deafening.
The waiting is a murderer.
Waiting for its victim.
My heart is like an innocent prey.
Hope is now a deathly sickness.
Waiting for its cure.
I'm nothing but a foolish lover.
Who believes you will come soon.
But I can't wait forever.

There I was, locked in a cage with a hungry lion.
Certain that it wouldn't harm me.
I was kind and loving with it.
The cage was everything but a cage for me.
But then the lion rejected me and finally attacked me.
Right before leaving the cage, I looked into its eyes and asked for a reason to stay.
I don't like the world outside the cage.

Why can't I lie?
And pretend I'm fine and I'm not hurt at all.
Why can't I lie?
And say I don't miss you anymore and I'm not lost.
Why can't I lie?
And act as if you were nothing and I'm alright.
Why can't I lie the way you do?
Maybe because you are not lying.

I loved you, when you weren't looking.
I loved you, when your laugh went higher.
I loved you, when you smiled without realizing.
I loved you, when the anger took over.
I loved you, when you walked away.
I loved you, when you pushed me away.
I love you, now.

If I had known it was the last time.
I would've kissed you less harder.
And more kinder.
I would've looked you in the eyes
And felt my melting ice.
I would've felt your skin.
And felt the lightning.
I would've told you
I loved you.
If I had known it was the last time.
It wouldn't had been the last time.

The air has changed since you left.
It's thicker now.
Hard to swallow
Impossible to let go.
Just like you.

You came with your shiny armor.
Made of white teeth and bright eyes.
And from the highest tower.
I stumbled and fell into your arms.

It was your tender touch.
Your loving words.
And the truthful promises.
That made me yours.

And I thought.
That I finally could be happy.
But it was nothing but a simple grasp.
A flicker.

Now my hands are empty.
Missing yours.
My lips are lost.
Looking for yours.

My heart is now broken.
For the lack of you.
But maybe I should've listened.
When you said your pride was high.

Should've read between lines.

You found out.
That indeed, the tower surrounded me once.
But it was not protecting me.
It was protecting the exterior from me.

You were more pure.
Than a small child's laughter.
And all it took was one touch from me.
To leave you without a cure.

Now I'm alone.
And you realize, you've never needed me.
Go on with your life.
This was meant for me.