You're a one night stand
But we spent too many nights
I lost count of it.

You're that unexpected kiss
On a drunken wasted night
Of vomits and *****.

You're that awkward hi
Exchanged by strangers who
Thought they both knew each other
But were clearly mistaken for another.

You're the bruise that turns blue
When I accidentally bump my leg
On the corner of the bed.

You're the scar that I never
Knew I had.

You're the bittersweet taste in
My mouth every morning.

You're the last thought lingering
In my head before slumber takes me
And you're the vagueness that
Haunts me in my dreams.

You're the scalding hot shower
In a cold freezing morning.

You're the boiling tea that numbs
My tongue for the rest of the day.

You're the obsession
I will never learn to let go of.

You're that person I will
Never get to call mine.

You're the one that got away.

I love you so much,
I'm starting to hate you.

My heart breaks each day
Hoping for you everyday
But I am only:

holding hands with your shadow in the light
hugging what's left of your scent in the wind
kissing your lips on that neatly folded napkin
sitting on the warmth of the couch you've just sat on
walking with your foot prints on a warm sunny afternoon

My heart breaks each day
Knowing that you are within arm's reach
But you already belong to someone else's arms.

I cannot read
Help me understand
the words
you're putting down
Tell me
the reasons
behind your
actions
I want to
decode
your messages
Are we friends
or are we
something
more than that?
I cannot read
your thoughts
Show me
the underlying
meaning
of your being.

She stares out the window each day
Before the sun sets away
Drinking tea and wondering
What could other people be doing?

There was nothing to see
Just buildings
And hanging clothing
On other people's housing

The wind blows
Her eyes blur
She sips tea
Her mind leaves

The images of yesterday comes
The emotions of today emerges
In her mind she hums
And with the wind she surges

No one could really understand why
This girl would want to fly
All her thoughts are recurring
But only the window knows what she's thinking.

I went out and saw a rose in a field
It was young and fragile
No thorns as shield
Then it looked at me and smiled.

I saw a rose in a field
It needed me
And I needed it
Must I stay or must I flee?

The petals were in full bloom
Scent all over the room
How do you resist such beauty?
I have cared for it deeply.

As I took it by hand
Its thorns pricked my heart
How can something so fragile
Hurt you the most in this life?

I saw my rose in the field
Withered but still beautiful
I hoped of getting it once more
But the wind carried it to the north

I came home and saw a rose in my garden
It was tall and strong
Thorns all around its stem
It will stay with me long.