Don't be fooled by:
My smile so bright.
My laughter so loud.
The shine in my eyes you say you like.

Because, my spirit is muted.
And my soul is feeling nothing but cold, alone and forlorn.

Apologies to my heart.
The bleak promises I gave it.
I promised you you'll be loved in return.
That you'll like and cherish this love.
I promised you happiness;
That you'll get mended.
And that, in your fall, you'll be caught.

I'm sorry I lied.
My promise was faulty.

I have enough heart for the both of us.

I have enough happiness, to stretch the corner of your smile all the way to the corner of my smile.

I have enough soul, to slow down your fast paced heartbeat, to take in all the beauty that is life.

I have enough tenderness, to bend the steel gates you have built around your identity; your heart.

Enough time to wait for the seed to grow and blossom into a red-blood rose, with sharp thorns that I'm gutsy enough to pick at and throw them away.

I have enough love for the both of us.

Enough to claim you.

Be with you.

Engulf you.

Please don't let all of this, go to waste.

I know you think my heart is a playground,
Shaped with love and cascading laughter from swings, slides and turnarounds.

With excited and exhilarated screams piercing through the thoughts of torturous reality.

With giggles masking our tiredness of life
and rejection from giving up on it.

I know you feed from my soul.

I know.

But perhaps it stands good to remember that: swings and slides do break;
turnarounds do stop;
Playgrounds become barren with light and love.

Stripped of all their sheer and happiness....

Cara, I'll love you from afar.
I'll love you from here.

Cara, don't you worry,
my love is fierce enough to reach you.
It'll melt away the Igloo house built around your soul.

As the hatred melts away,
I want a fire to be born within you.

Cara, it must burn just as fiercely as mine.
Maybe even more.

But it isn't me that you love,
and that's okay.

My job is just to love you,
you do not need to love me back.

And because of that,
I'll walk away. Further and further away from you.

But rest assured, the fire still burns.
And the love you feel will scath you.

By the time you look up, Cara, I'll be gone.
Ill be gone but the fire will still be lit.