Everything mystified, the colors of the atmosphere merged into one another and all I could focus on was how good you made me feel.

Bleed my name
Every single blood cell should crave my loving
Need me
[I need you to need me ]

You seem to leave scars on the inside of my flesh , they cut from the inside out , not the other way around .

You **** with the balance of chemicals in my brain

You control the pace of which my blood flows in my arteries

You possess my body without being physically present

It's like being stuck in a forest with all you need
We are in isolation
And the say isolation is the worst kind of punishment

~ I love the way you punish me ~

It is so typical of me to call you art
But you MUST understand why I classify you as such
Like you have become a contextualisd portrait that is exhibited in the gallery of my mind
You are this abstract piece
With blur edges and overlapping hues

-And when the colours mix it is like a whole new creation
That is how days are with you
It's exciting
And different
And new
It's like discovering a new hue every single day

Smoking's bad for me , so is your love

You are my destruction and there is nothing beautiful about the wreck I have become

~ She was the type of girl that would fall in love with the sound of how you shattered her heart ~

Everytime it begins to rain my mind •floods• with the thought of you
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Goodnight
I hope you fall into a thick dreamland where the colours of reality begin to mistify and the hues of your temporal paradise begin to solidify.
May you weep with excitement due to the aura it brings, may you find contentment in the air as you wake and may my love reach you ~ half across the world

We are magical
We are merged
This bond is inhumane

And I love you and that is enough

You do not comprehend how extraordinary you are.

I don't think you ever will because your being cannot be fathomed or concealed or packaged it is beyond understanding.

You are abstract even though you are so real.

I am honored to have been merged with such a well crafted human being

1:13am
I could say I love you a billion times, I could engrave it on the sun or scream it into space until my lungs lost all air - making it known to all life forms.
This would still not convey the intensity of emotion I feel towards you.
My love for you is incomprehensible, it is not tangible . It surrounds you like light.

Everything screamed your name

The drops of water and the breathing leaves

And in that moment I had realized that the universe favors some souls , by placing the earth inside of them

You keep me ~grounded~

Just like god created his own world
We create our own happiness

-Tii

I find you in all things beautiful

* Weather * it be drops of rain ~
Or when sunlight seeps through branches of big willow trees highlighting dust particles

I see you in thunder storms
And on glistening bodies of water

I see you in all things light
And all things dull~
You make me feel

The smell of the droplets from the unknown

The trees and leaves combine by the wetness , they appear to be cuddling

There is so much beauty in the darkness

When the water falls it's like the
ENTIRE WORLD IS RELEASING ALL ITS HEARTBREAK .

He said he was poison to her

She said
" maybe you are , but I would be honored to be destroyed by you "

You know I'm always thinking :
" I have never loved this much "

But I've never thought :
" I have never been loved this much "

" Tii you're a book that I have memorized and I am privileged
to have such literature embedded
in my brain "

Their general conversations were natural, flowing poetry

A connection that began when we were just atoms floating in the heavens.

If you look hard enough
You can find beauty in everything

Even destruction.

The time I have spent with you is not enough , I NEED MORE OF YOU.

more instances to be embedded inside my mind alongside the most precious being .

I watched you fall into unconsciousness -

I watched chaos sink into oceans of tranquility.

I will place my lips all over your skin

I will imprint your flesh with my teeth

I will make you forget your name

AND YOU WILL BREATHE THE SYLLABLES OF MINE ...

When our lips met ,
I could not breathe
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It was like being suffocated by bliss

There is always a reason to why we feel a certain way.
Sometimes we do not express it because we are afraid to meet it face to face, we are scared of confronting the mere thing that makes us weak.

Other times,
We do not because we get too comfortable in our sadness, we become too familiar playing the victim

But regardless of what we choose it eats us up like how a leech nibbles on flesh and without expression your heart can never recover .

I love you
Even if I'm not supposed to

I need you
Even if I convince myself that I don't

I want you
I know you will never be mine [ again ]

And ... I crave you
Even though you're a breathing sin.

We manipulated each other emotionally and called it love.

What do you like doing on weekends Mahdiya?

Well, I find nauseating pleasure spending time loving people who were created to never love back.

The funny this is
Regardless of how many cigarettes I smoke , my lungs still remember the pattern that you made me breathe

The lilac sky still holds the memories of the days where you looked up and saw a jungle in a minute number of leaves ( I always loved how you looked when you didn't try )

My hands sometimes plead and moan due to your touch being absent.

And regardless of how much time I spend on convincing myself that I do not miss you , it all comes running back.
The fact that no one will ever have me as vulnerable or innocent as you once had me .

Lastly thank you for showing me that happiness can be found in someone else , sometimes even when we are not looking for it

I have sat and watched people do the same things , but I fell in love with how the air begged to enter your lungs.

Trickle down my wrist
Down to the dark abyss
             There you will meet
With the sorrow of defeat

It always baffled me on how women returned to their violent lovers

And then I realized I was just as foolish//

I had returned to you when you beat my heart to a pulp

When you violently murdered my trust

When you exiled and disregarded my emotions.

-But you see
I am like the sea
Because the shore sends her away everyday and yet she comes rushing back

You are like a spell book

With hidden messages

In exotic languages

And faded font

But I will continue practicing this witchcraft for the enchantment of your love to flow through my fingertips

When I first observed the rare glass like shimmer in your eyes, I was unaware that in a few months I would look into those very eyes and fantasize on how they'd look in the morning when the only thing you'd view was my messy hair.

When I first observed the rare pink your lips carried, I was unaware that in a few months I'd kiss them and I'd taste the deviness of the creator , unaware that I would like that flavor to fuel my everyday for the rest of my life

When I first observed the rare combination of lines on your palms, I was unaware that in a few months I would envision paint in the incisions , paint from our new apartment.

When I first observed you
I was unaware that in a few months
I would begin to see the rest of my breathing days

because instead of her lips, her words will send you to dream land

the infliction of her voice will cause your heart to ramble

her tone will send chills down the middle of your magenta scars

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Fall for a poet because //
Her word choice will make you feel as if you are art

As if you have been sewn
As if your skin tone was created by the experiment of combining multiple browns and beiges

That , that scar on your forehead is simply a watermark scribbled by the great architect

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Fall for a poet because//
when she does touch you , you will be swallowed by her embrace and washed away to a forever .

The entire universe flows from inside your soul to my core when we kiss

"What is your perception of art? " he asked

I replied " when my name will be carved on your lips in a soft cursive "

and when I'm suddenly sparked by a thought or by an instance

i am compelled to write
~and my hands obey my souls commands

I WANT TO BE THE REASON YOUR BONES THAT ARE ATTACHED TO YOUR GUMS APPEAR ,TO BLESS HUMANITY AS A LIVING, BREATHING STAR BLESSES OUR DULL EARTH

                                                          ­  AND WHEN SPEAK OF ME I WANT YOUR SOUL TO POUR OUT OF YOUR TENDER LIPS GRACEFULLY BUT VIVID LIKE A WATERFALL

You remind me of swirls of delicate perfection combined with the most elaborate of mindsets ~

On these lonely nights I look up to the sky and all I hear is the stars screaming your name , my dear .

When i wrote about you , I always used metaphors regarding the worldly elements.

This was because my mind could not comprehend your beauty,
It always used to associate it with something close-by ...

Like  your passion and how it soared harder than the wind , or the tone of your voice in the late hours of the night, it was course and hard like grains of sand.
Or how when we held hands , our skin glided above our bones like slow rivers flowing downhill.

I still cannot comprehend your beauty ...or the fact that something as astonishing as the brightest star could be as destrustrive as the most frustrated fire .

We will not be remembered for all the ways we tried to change the world

- sad facts that come along with existing