like a tsunami;
the thoughts of you,
the memories of us;
they flood my mind,
without a warning,

my love for you
were the tidal waves
and you were the shore
because no matter how much
you pushed me away
i'd come right back to you
just to be pushed away again

you came into my life
like a tsunami
you drowned me whole
i'm still sinking
deep into our memories,
the memories we made,
when you were still
in love with me
and i never wanted
to be rescued

you were the tsunami
of my life
a chaos caused by
the beautiful mother nature

when you left,
i finally understood
why were tsunamis natural disasters.

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Someday it'll be my time I'll forget about you
Someday you won't matter to me anymore
Someday all our memories will be buried and forgotten
Someday one day I'll get over you.

-MRPM

The day you walked away
I cannot believe it ended that way
I thought what we had was special
But for you it was superficial

Maybe we're meant to live in different worlds
My heart sank with your words
God forbid I was about to burst
Your goodbyes are just the worst.

-MRPM

I remember lying on a hammock
A guitar in my hand, notebook on my lap
Your smile painted on my mind
Your love lingering on my heart

Most of my songs are inspired by you
Some of my songs are written for you
All in all may be happy or sad
You are a song, I cannot understand

Whenever I see you, happiness I can’t contain
When I’m not with you, sadness is certain
Saying you make my heart beat slow and fast is cliché
But that’s the truth, so to say

-MRPM