There are some days,
days like these.
Nothing eventful
nor is it a holiday.
I always send my friends
"I love you."
Reason?
They were my family
when I believed I had none.
They were my rocks
when I was not grounded.
They were my motivation
when I believed life was at its worst.
These friends
kept me sane
when my whole world was tumbling down.
So,
I say it very often, but
I
love
my
friends.

You
have me under a spell.
It is a spell that I cannot seem to get rid of.
Since the day you have graced me with your presence
I cannot seem to get rid of you.
I
keep
thinking
about
you
And
It is driving me mad.
I can no longer have a moment for myself, so
I beg you...
Break your spell,
so I can finally have a good nights sleep
without having you
pop in my head.

Doubt.**
A terrible plague
that just rots and destroys
every thought and hope.
Every wonderful feeling I had
disappeared, and was replaced with fear.
What is this?
How could it invoke so much
pain, and hopelessness?
I can't help but to sit here
and allow doubt to shatter the remaining light
of my dreams and curiosity.

Hello friends!
Sorry its been too long!
Life became hectic.
But to make it better,
I just need a hug.
Yup,
a single embrace
will fill my world with
more sunshine.
**Have a great day, whoever you are.
And always remember you are a wonderful soul.

You say...
"Hate me."
I tried: ...I love you.
You say...
"Forget me."
I tried: ...I love you.
You say...*
"I am deeply in love with you"
I said...*
"Goodbye."
©Lily M Sky

Dear friends,
Brothers, sisters, and strangers alike.
Let us not make hate our
Motivation To Better This World.
In a time of crisis like this,
Hate will only bring forth more problems.
Fear should never be the drive for decisions.
Because...
Only the blind will lead the blind,
If fear and hate conquer us all.
Lets us retaliate!
Lets bring love and compassion!
We are all humans!
Let us hug our fellow brothers and sisters,
And celebrate that we are all different!
We were all sprouts that grew in,
Different branches.
However, we all derived from the same tree!
Let us celebrate each other and put aside,
Such hate that was born from fear.
Lets put aside, our words of hate
And bigotry.
Let us find the words of comfort and
Encourage the good our world has.
©Lily M Sky

My Friday the 13ths have not always been eventful..
Until today...
You sent me a message.
You apologized.
We spoke.
I ended up saying goodbye first.
Not because I cant handle speaking to you.
I cant handle the pain,
And the excuses.
I cant handle you telling me you love me.
And repedetly telling me...
You're in love with me
You told me to trust you,
that you will explain in a later time.
But how can I trust you,
When you run away?
Perhaps, I do not understand.
But How can I put up with a pain,
You engraved when you left?
©Lily M Sky

I wonder...
Do you think about me,
Late at night when the whole city sleeps?
When I feel pain...
Do you still feel it?
When tears trickle down my face....
Do your tears follow the same rhythm?
Do we still have that same connection...
Or was that cut long ago?
Do you dream of me...
Just like I dream of you?
Do you ever stay up and rethink
All the mistakes you made with me?...
Do you feel the guilt...
Of doing me wrong?
*I wonder...

When the night reigns,
I lay by my bed,
wandering in my thoughts.
Somewhere along the way
I would smell the faint scent of...
smoke from the cigarettes you owned...
I do not understand why,
yet I try...
To avoid all thoughts of You.
©Lily M. Sky

H-A-P-P-Y
Adjective, and pronounced as "hapē".
It is an emotion.
It looks odd just looking at the word.
How do I achieve.. this.. this thing?
How do I know I am doing it right?
How am I guaranteed that my illusions,
of this emotion are false.
I will, perhaps never know.
Maybe, I am fooled,
by all the precise definitions.
But for right now...
In these moments of darkness,
I know happiness is the hope
that swells up in my chest
,and makes my heart believe.
It fools my mind,
into believing I can.
I can.
I really can.
Maybe, Happiness is not just an emotion...
Maybe, just maybe it is a life style..
A choice?
Happiness, can be shaped to my own.
I can shape my happiness and you can shape yours.
Is that not just wonderful?
©Lily M. Sky

Once upon a time...
I Met you.
I never thought we would end up like this.
But before I go any further... I must say...
We met, and it was wonderful.
You brought a whole new perspective,
Into my journey of this game named Life.
We talked, and noticed
All the similarities we had.
We became inseparable.
You and I believed it was comraderie at first.
We were brothers,
although many times I had to kindly remind you I was a female.
You and I in the silence,
Was more than a conversation.
Everything we did, was fun.
We went on many adventures,
Together.
Your company was like no other....
You were my best friend.
But through one experience...
It seemed the glass broke.
You no longer saw me as a brother...
You saw me as a...
Woman.
Who knew this view would make you withdraw so quickly.
You retreated and left me in the dark.
You ignored me and avoided me.
I never understood why.
I blamed myself... I lost a brother.
All of a sudden,
You admitted to falling inlove,
With ME.
I was dumbfounded, confused, but most of all happy I heard from you again.
I did not quite understand your feelings,
But your company is what I needed and craved.
Perhaps, knowing how you felt gave me butterflies...
But, I always had them in your company.
Perhaps, I fooled myself into thinking
You were only a brother figure.
Perhaps, this whole time I was inlove with you too...
Just too afraid to admit it.
And with a conversation, and a magical kiss...
I was yours.
That kiss, left me breathless. Sparks were everywhere.
All the fairy tales kisses I believed to be *******...
Came true... When I kissed you.
Everything from then on... Was Magical.
But, like in all stories... Time was not on our side.
Time was our enemy and distance was our betrayer.
Before I left, you began acting strange.
You began ignoring me.
Blinded by love, I kept hopes alive... That this magical reltionship would sustain regardless of the distance.
The day of my birth... You did not come see me. The day of my birth... I was sentenced to leave for awhile.
Where were you? Nowhere to be found.
And when I asked... I instantly knew...
It broke off.
In tears I ran to a friend... Who called you a coward.
I cursed your name...
The last thing you said was
"Happy Birthday, Im sorry".
And here I am.... Foolishly thinking of you.
Without a reason and as my world shatters apart for right now.
There will be brighter days. Those will always come....
Because life never stops for the fool inlove.
©Lily M. Sky