I loved you
But you left me
You had other seeds to sow
You packed your bags
And said
“goodbye It's for the best, you know”

But you never
Actually managed
To leave the house and go
You're still buried
in the garden
Cos i killed you with a ***

30th April 2017

You are strong
And you are loved

We love you.

as i close my eyes
a land so bizarre appears before my sight
full of mystics, stillness, and trickery
and this hollow heart of mine
sprout the **** of curiosity
how could this be so real?

a flash before my eyes
the sky lifts me up so high
and stretches the arms of mine
like birds soaring up the sky
i flap them side by side
with my heart in wonderment, I ponder

reflects before my very eyes
an aesthetic resemblance of mine
with great affection gazes at me
with awe our eyes meet and merge
lil flowers sprout out from between the ******* of ours
a chest of exquisite embellishment

this strange land far away
where i set my foot with ease
waters crystallize and dance with elegance
flowers and trees smile and breathe
how could this be so real?
then suddenly...

darkness fell on me
mystic land decayed
waters ran blood and miasmic
flowers and trees  called out death
i trembled in fear I want to flee
but the grass clasp my legs impossible to leave

I decided to let you in,
in place where you lived once,
The doors are harder to open then before,
Because now they are locked up twice.

He couldn't love me the way he was suposed to. It took him years and a first heartbreak to understand the difference between lover and a friend. He laughed saying that i can't stop loving him. He was right at least about that.

I used him as a measuring tape for all the other lovers that came after.

If i were daft enough to falter
and die next Tuesday week
Would anyone
Be kind enough to care?

And If it were on Wednesday
when they laid me down to rest
Would it just be me and t’ vicar
who were there?