I miss the dark forest of your hair
I miss looking at the stars twinkling beneath your waves like that autumn night, where the both of us laid on the soft sand of beach like your hands.
I miss the freckles on your face like constellations
I miss looking at the moon hidden between the pupils of your ocean blue eyes, just like that autumn night, where the both of us cuddled up under a star spilled sky and you kissed me all night. You looked right into my mess pieces of soul, and i looked into yours, and we both just knew.

She laid awake at 3 am on her bed, where the demons and monsters come out to play. “Look at the mess you've made, you’re a terrible person” they said and with the deafening of silence in reply, she hears only her heart throb like it was at war, she feels a sudden gush of blood. She feels a twinge in between her knees and an extra weight upon her shoulders, she feels as though an invisible “please handle with care, fragile” sign was hung upon her forehead, “Please go away, please make it stop” she cried, only to feel more. Then she remembered fondly, the first time she felt alone running through her veins all over again.
and that was the last time she will ever feel alone because now she has gone back to sleep, and by doing everyone a favor, she’s not waking up.

I’m in love with you in the darkest dreams, i’m in love with you in the quietest of nights, i’m in love with you in the coldest of winter days. too many empty nights wrapped up in my knit sweater wondering why i held onto you although there was nothing for me to hold onto anymore. too many dead cold nights where i long for your warmth though the ice had started to melt and the flowers had started to bloom. too many mornings hoping the sun does not reveal my swollen eyes. i know it’s bad but i’m still sick in love with you.

so much anxiety,

there’s so little time.

no where to run,

there’s no where to disguise.
hey do you remember september, 

dreams for you and me? 

or did you tie them to an anchor,

& send them out at sea?
chained in my head,

stranded at sea, 

wondering where you are, 

now that you are free.