Here's my reply
Yes
I don't need to be by your side
Of every waking minute
I don't have to tell you
Baby I love you
I don't want to see you
Waist deep in your own tears
Afraid that I won't love you
When mascara runs quicker than fear
You asked me
Several times in less than an hour
How can I love you
When your nothing than an emotion wreck
My reply was as simple as saying
I was the deer caught in the headlights
Happy to leave my blood on your bumper
I shouldn't have to answer every question
Because you already know the answer
Long before it spews off this tongue
I'm so madly in love with you
Criminally insane people call the kettle black
If you saw what I see
How many tears wouldn't roll down
Those rosy hills on your face
How can I be your hero
When you can't be my sidekick
I depend on you just as as much as you do me
You asked me
So it's my turn to ask you
Will you let me love you
The way I know you love me

The most common phrase that people use and abuse is "I love you"
They use it with passion
They use it for control

It is a form of expression
To showcase our emotion
From the tip of our tongue
To the clench of our fist

8 letters
Thats holds so much meaning
It holds the power
The power to fix
the power to break
The bond of two can be stronger
Or it can also be over

Only 3 words
That can give you a smile on your lips
And Only 3 syllables
That can give you tears in your eyes

A meaningless phrase until given a meaning
Full of headaches, heartaches, and
broken promises
But be careful
It can all sometimes just be a lie

*C.N

I spent most of my mornings looking for you
Three AM was our time
I stood on the street and waited
The sun started to rise at six so I walked back home
I can only imagine where you are
But I hope it someplace where the sun lights your face
And you are free
I spent all year looking for someone like you
I did
He was the epitome of everything I wanted you to be
So I set him free
I'm only finding summer soul mates
To ruin what you left of me.
I'm still looking for you
I pray that I'll find you searching for me.
I question what difference it will make when I unfold the truth.
My answer is always the same
But I picture your smile the moment I breathe in the spring air
I'll spend my summer in dandelion fields while I try to convince you to come home.

I once met a girl who didn't believe that she was such a beauty to anyone, even to me
Ah, what a lie she told herself every day that nothing about her was perfect in any way
She'd tell me to stop nagging and to stop dragging her away
She'd tell me that I didn't understand that skinny is OK
I asked myself what was that to her, even if she got it?
Would that fact actually make her happier than she was at the beginning?
She'd collapse in tears as she could not match to society's standards of a body that is seen as attractive
But what she failed to realise is that nothing matters on the outside

Because if you're beautiful on the inside that takes over and purifies what the eyes can see
Because when you are with someone who loves you for who you are, it's all that matters in reality

Yet she'd always go silent and always cry, buckling under the pressure and the fact she wouldn't comply
That she was exquisite to me, that sparkling beauty who always caresses my dreams
She never accepted that if you're kind and charming within ugliness does not plague your skin
The skin stretching indefinitely across bones as she continuously starves, always comparing herself to the warped illusion at large

Then when she sees her reflection, out comes a sigh of exasperation as she cannot see her beauty
I get consumed with frustration as she won't see her perfection, her view of perfection tainted by the world
But I want her to remember for sure

I will always remind you that you are perfect to me, sending out every compliment as if it is a plea
I know that you'll dodge the meaning of them somehow, but I promise I'll be there for you, forever more
I'll be the rain, the wind, the sunset to put you to sleep
Knowing that the beauty I showed is within you as I speak

It’s the strangest thing, love.
Everyone has their way
To define it,
To feel it,
To show it,
To gain it,
To lose it,
To want it.

As for me, you’ve shown me all of these,
Because if I don’t love you

Then I don’t know what love is yet.

If it isn’t thinking of you in the cracks between moments and the most important hours, as I fall asleep, I dream, and I wake

If it isn’t reaching for your hand even when I know I won’t find it in the darkness of my bedroom

If it isn’t finding the scent of you on my clothes and remembering the taste of your lips on mine

If it isn’t praying for your smile regardless of the price I have to pay for it

If it isn’t my chest tightening every time I think of you in someone else’s arms

If it isn’t cursing to the sky when you’d rather have someone else

Then I don’t know what love is,

Yet.

Look and you will see the tragedy that is bestowed upon us,
Children of the universe.
It eats away at our hearts like acid
Yet we grin and we grit our teeth.
Our spirits are roaring with the ache of insecurity.
We are the children of the universe.
Our thoughts are a twisted garden of vines
And no trespassing is permitted.
Our minds are guarded mighty and high.
We rise every morning and put on a smile,
Ready to show the face that we have chosen for others to know.
Our exterior is cool and prepared.
We conceal the flowers that bloom from our minds
And pull them out as though they are weeds.
We sacrifice our identities to satisfy society.
Every word we speak is one that is cautiously selected.
Our insecurity has its hands on our throats
And is slowly suffocating us.
We are all dying under the weight of hiding our truths.
We are the children of the universe.
When will we say how we feel?

Im feelin low today
Not bound nor locked away

I just feel confused in my head
I just feel the urge to make you pay

Why must it be this way?
Why is it me to blame?

I like my life insane
Does it make me not okay?

When i feel this pain
I wrap myself within my brain
This place inside my mind
Where i like to hide
Where you become blind

Where i offer a sacrifice
Where i feel the peace
Where theres no need to bleed

Been bleeding way too long
I wanna show them your love
Leaving you seems so strange
I hate how the times change
Can you see into my soul?
Just show me where to go

Soon i ll be gone
These feelings will be gone...

Words Of Harfouchism