I wonder what come across your mind
when you see me now
passing by acting like a stranger
as if we had never been in each other’s life
as if we had never grazed each other’s skin
as if we had never craved to be in each other’s side
as if I had never open up my soul for you
does it hurt you as much as it hurts me?

I wonder what come across your mind
when you are alone driving midnight
and finding the passenger seat empty
occupied by the ghost of me
‘you always take control of the audio player in every single car’.
do you just listen to the radio now?

I wonder what come across your mind
everytime you get into your car
buckle up for your ride
do you still hear the ghost of my voice telling you to put your seatbelt on?

I wonder what come across your mind
when you spend most of the nights watching movies
till 4am
losing sleep
are you suddenly reminded about how i always whine and hate when you do it

I wonder what come across your mind
when you open the backseat of your car
and find the yellow pillow that belongs to me
i used to hug it all the time
does it still smell like me?

I wonder what come across your mind
when our songs play on the radio
or the songs that I used to love
yet you hated it
do you skip the song now?

I wonder what come across your mind
when you find little things that are my belongings
like my handwriting of your name
across your books
carved it’s ink deep
on a piece of paper
leaving it’s mark
do you ever think of ripping it?

I wonder what come across your mind
when you are at the coffeeshop
that we once claimed as home
where you told me you missed me
for the first time
have you ever been there since our last time?

I wonder what come across your mind
when you look at your cup of coffee
the smell of it
and your first sip of your hot latte
does it resemble me?

I wonder what come across your mind
when you look at her
do you compare her with me?
is there anything of hers that remind you of me?

I wonder what come across your mind
when our memories suddenly surfaced
do you try to block it?
or is that the reason why you bring her
to places we used to go?

I wonder what come across your mind
when someone said my name between the conversation
do you think to yourself ‘I broke her heart’ over and over again
or
does it make your chest heavy
or
do you even care

I wonder what come across your mind
when you can not sleep at night
is there a part of me
that cross your mind?
are you sorry for ever hurting me?
are you even wondering what am I doing
or how I’m doing
do you ever meet me in your sleep
and dream of how I love you true
*do you regret for ever hurting me

it was a raindrop
it was a tear

it was all the reasons
i wish you were here

If love hasn't made you do something unimaginable, then such love is questionable.

The answer to your question is yes...
I will love you.
Now until you’re grey as ash.
I will love you into the future and beyond your past.
Even when passion, pleasure, and pain do not last...our love will be everlasting as the sun and moon.
I'll rise to any occasion and spread warmth within your soul, whilst being dark as the nights sky.
I'll be the knight in your eye.
As the sun and moon...
I will love you as I have since I noticed it first bloom.
The feeling was unnatural to me...but hands against hands, hearts connected and tangled like vines quickly changed my mind in no time.
I will love you even if you aren't mine.
Yes if someone can love you better, they are welcome to try, but I have loved you without bounds or lies.
I will love you with happiness or tears within my eyes.
I will love you because loving you comes as easy as my breath...I do it and do not notice or wonder why.
I will love you now and forever...until the day i die.

she is gone
These thoughts run marathons through my head.
My head is against the wall
I feel the cold touch of it
Somewhat comforting to me.
I miss her
But i dont
My foot begins to tap
The house is so quiet, that it echoes.
She was so demanding
So controlling,
But
She was all i had.
But yet when i was with her
I felt like a martyr for love.
I believed it *could get better
But in the end
We reached an end
I feel so alone.
My friends tell me
your a guy.
Go get another ***
So what?!?!
Dont get attatched, just **** the *****
But i know that i love for love,
not ***
Amd i miss her
She was like a drug
I was addicted
But she was killing me inside.
So today i reside
Alone.

I am not a human anymore,
I am just a being
Going through the motions,
Conforming to society.
Emotionless and emotional
All at once
Confusing those around me
And myself.
I cannot connect with you
And I don’t want to try
Because I simply do not care
To waste time.
I don’t know who I am
I don’t know what I am
I am just living
And hoping to survive.
But if I don’t
The world will be just fine
Without me.

When I have a pen and a Piece of paper I write  what I feel and everything is real the only time I'm real with myself is when I'm writing on that thin blue line .....I tell a story with no ending because when I start there's always a new beginning I feel at peace when I write about how my day is going so far I feel free that I can say anything and that one piece of paper can change the world well my world my fairy tale when you write you can write for years when your speak what you feel it only takes a second because all of it isn't real that's why people write letters because it can go on and on into you feel as if your pen ran out of ink or your mind already said everything when I have a pen and a piece of paper I write about the world and the dragons I saw in my sleep I write about the stars and how many I saw that night I write about the smiles on people  faces and also the frowns.....I write about the weather and how it changed my day and I write my one true love and how he's going to be here some day I write about the sun and how it shines when the rain seems to be still hitting the ground I write about how I would like to look or wish I looked like I write my emotions and that's hard to do I write about my friend in the mirror who scars me to death and who hurts my ears because all the **** crying she does .........when I  have my pen and paper I write an never ending story

Somebody love you
        Deep and true;
If I weren't so shy
   I'd tell you who.

you picked me up if your Honda, I could hear you coming from a mile away.
I had waited weeks to see you. my heart was the happiest it has been since before you ended it with me.
you took me for a long 130mph ride, and it was so thrilling
but not as thrilling as knowing I was in your car next to you.
afterward, you slid off to a side street before you took me to my house.
you kissed me and I felt on fire and electric like an any moment you and I would spark into flames.
you took yourself out of your pants and I so obliged because I wanted to.
next thing I knew your hand was on my next and you were moaning and I was swallowing.
you said 'take your ******* off' and I did - I was always submissive with you.
you didn't take your time, you did it over and done with. quick.
after, you drive me to my house, and said 'I gotta go' and put your first out for a fist bump.
my hand nervous, took the action as simple.
I slid my ******* into my purse, and got out of your car.
and before I knew it you were driving away.
is this this what a year and a half and then breaking up looks like?

it took a second for titanic to hit an iceberg

it took 24 hours to sum up your day

it will take a few minutes to make your caramel macchiato drink

it will take you a second or two to finish up your lightened cigarette

and it will only take a minute to brighten up someone else's day

but how long will it take me to accept the fact that you're no longer mine....

maybe in days, weeks, months or a year
I don't know....

but i know in time, I will