For that one sentence
We write hundreds of pages

We wait millions of seconds
To experience that  one moment of bliss

I will stand in petals
torn from blooms
and hope with all I've got
that someday soon
my heart will heal
and I will love you not.

it's 12:39 am
and here i am,busy overthinking
if only i can go somewhere far away
far enough to make these thoughts go away

while half-listening to my old folks,
my mind is clouded with thoughts
thoughts that makes my bones ache
thoughts that question the love I'd received and gave

it's nights like these when i realize
that my favorite author is right
you can't be happy,
unless you're sometimes unhappy

**** this stupid reality
i just wanna go to sleep
so i'm gonna leave the time behind
and let the world fade into obscurity

-AA

If you asked me how much you meant to me a few months ago,
I'd say you were the treasured flowers that occupied my vase,
You're now the dead leaves I step on.
You used to be my favourite sweater keeping me safe and warm,
You're now the discarded blanket stuffed in my drawers, failing to keep the nightmares away.
You've become what I always was to you, nothing.

You may be gone, but you're still here
You're the first rays of sunshine I see in the morning
You're the coffee that wakes me up in the morning
You're the colours of the vivid flowers that grow outside
I see you in everything wonderful, while I know you don't see me at all

Stop trying to remember his scent, he smelled like summer and reminds you of the time he made you laugh so hard, you snorted out milk on that dead, hazy day.

2. Don't waste your day trying to decipher what colour his eyes were, it'll only remind you of the galaxies and constellations that you once saw in his eyes

3. Stop trying to retrace the shape of his mouth in the middle of the night, you'll choke on your tongue trying to taste the mint he devoured seconds before pulling you in for a kiss

4. Stop reliving the times you clasped hands together, the glass plate will fall off your trembling hands.

5. Burn this list, admit that the galaxies and constellations shining in his eyes were wilted, the one in yours are bursting with fire. Remember on the dead, hazy day his laugh sounded like nails running down a chalkboard. Remember when you kissed, the weeds growing from his mouth entangled the roses blooming in yours.

Realize that one day, another boy is going to come and plant daisies where he left behind thorns.

sometimes i wonder
if the world i live in
is one i made up in my head
that exists only for me

and if that’s true
i don’t mind
because the world i’ve created
is filled with madness
but the best madness i’ve created for myself
is you