I was so normal before we met,  
A normal person but a sad one,  
Your presence brought happiness,  
But before I knew it you were gone,  

I was sad then happy then sad,
When you left did I look glad ?
Like a cycle I was sad again,
Hence on my eyes it started to rain,

I looked in my sky,  
No stars no moon,  
You never said goodbye,  
aren't you coming back soon?  

The nights went dark,  
The days turned cold,
My life lost spark,  
Our pictures turned old,  

I sit alone thinking of you ,
Reviewing pictures of me and you,
A look at you enough to be blue,  
I want to find you, but I have no clue.

©2015 AROODY

Wishing to see you everyday,  
With every breath, with every blink,  
Sit by your side if that's okay ,
Fill your cup and we have a drink,  

To see you, to hug that's all I wish,  
You belong here in my heart,
Your picture on my brain,  
It's a masterpiece of art,  
Doubtless I am but in vain,  
Thinking you will love me back the same way again.

Like the purest sand brushing the tips of my porcelain fingers.
White as snow,
Hot as hell.
I catch your scent in gusts of wind,
Cinnamon, like your skin.
The blue of your eyes lingers behind the clouds.
Whirling, twisting,
Lighter, darker.
You are everywhere.
The cream swirling in my coffee mug,
The whisper of the leaves as they escape the trees.
The click of keys and the punch of the spacebar
Tip, tap,
clack.
Though muddied in a puddle,
Your reflection still clearer than my own.
I search for you in seas of people
And forget to swim myself.
You suffocate me.
You resuscitate me.

Breathe you in.

Breathe you out.

Your voice,
It’s the melody that harmonizes perfectly with mine.
Your touch, the very thought of it-
It kills me.
Rips me.
Destroys me.
Come back.
Be who you used to be,
Love me.
Use me.
Rebuild me.

At the summit of the
windswept hill.
She stood facing
the fading sunlight.
beautiful and serene.
the wind blowing
through her lovely hair.
She told me
she was a fallen angel.
That her wings
had been taken
away by heaven.
She said she would get
them back one day.
Then teach me how to fly.
Way above the mountain
high above the moon.
It was a sad
yet beautiful untruth.
She held out her arms
and enfolded me in them
like her lost wings.
The beautiful fallen angel
with the sunlit hair
and eyes as blue
as a summer sky.
the only one
who can make
my lonely heart sing

My past created my present
Yet, it’s nowhere near my extent
My future is undefined
Something that is only mine
Time will pass, and I remain infinite  
An existence classified as definitive

All this anger, what is it for?
You used to carry the fire
of your youth,
but now you lie alone,
numb to everything
that surrounds you.
When you wake up tomorrow,
where will you be?
Will the sun soak your skin
or will curtains keep you
tucked away for another year?

Does the uncertainty scare you?

It better.