Love is a road
with potholes and pitstops,
crossroads and car trips-
a long and winding road
that runs forever in
our hearts.

To kiss your lips
again
is a broken heart
worth repeating.

It is important
not to dwell on these things-
they have a way of
eating you alive.
The best thing you
can do now is shut up,
look forward,
and never back.

Look forward,
and never back.

Oh,
to feel your warm
and tender hands
upon my chest
to melt away this
frozen heart.

I'll walk the streets
some nights
not knowing what I'm looking for.
Just longing and searching
until I find my peace.

You are art
the way you are
constructed with all
of my favorite things
inside of a
flawless frame.

This life
is everchanging
but I will be here,
always.

There are no heroes-
only villains and victims
in this ****** up world

12:49 PM
8/6/21

We may not be in love
anymore,
but that doesn't mean I
don't want you to be happy
without me.

We should not fear
falling in love,
for it is not love that is the problem.
We are in love with everything from
our friends to our family,
from sunsets to sunflowers.
It's falling so hopelessly in love
with someone where there's a chance
that love will end so fast,
not knowing when or why,
that you wonder what the point of
falling in love was
in the first place.

There's so much darkness
between us that the shadows
are afraid of the dark.

Can you learn to love-
wait, scrap that...
Can you learn to know me,
again,
once the dust
has settled?

I'm still waiting
for the return of spring-
where life and love bloom
and the flower
that is you.

If I had to choose,
I would say I miss
your accent the most.
Your foreign words
took me to a foreign place,
a place away from this life,
a place I called my home.

This love
hurts so good-
I wonder how long
the 'good' part
will last.

Every time I
talk to my demons,
it always comes back
to you.

There is a
black hole where
this heart once stood.
Even this power house
exhausts all of its love and spirit
over time
only to collapse
under the weight of
the world.

We can't start again
so let's just promise to do
better tomorrow

3:53 PM
20/2/25

Never admit defeat
when there's still
time to
win.

How can we
love someone who
will never reciprocate,
or more so,
love someone who
is not good for us?
The human heart is
a funny thing,
isn't it?

I'm not strong enough
to not give my love to those
who don't deserve it

10:14 AM
16/5/21

History doesn't
repeat but it does reflect
every so often

9:47 PM
16/5/21

The burden of hope
is bound to take its toll
on me,
yet it is all that
keeps me going-
such a dangerous thing
hope can be.

The burden of hope
is bound to take its toll on
everyone one day

11:56 PM
15/5/21

Tell me
the reasons why
I should stop loving you
just because you stopped
loving me.

Fragments of you
still linger in me-
tiny pieces still embedded
in my heart, my soul
and my memories.

When do these thoughts stop?
When will be the day when
I stop thinking about you?
When will be the day when
I stop asking
"what can I do?"

At the end of the
day all I want to do is
make you smile more

11:42 PM
15/5/21

Our eyes locked,
our hands linked,
our lips sealed and
I tasted her poison
yet I would do it all
over again.

This life
is a bitter cup
of coffee but you
were my little spoon
of sugar.

The world is awake
so write more because someone
is always listening

7:06 PM
11/5/21

You were my greatest
sleepless night and my greatest
and only daydream

12:59 PM
9/5/21

Be your own
flame in the darkness.
Celebrate the light
in your own life.

They always crawl back
expecting you to be the
same soul as before

9:42 PM
6/5/21

You took up
a lot of pages but
you won't be in my last chapter.
My story was
never about you,
it's about the ones who
stick around for the
entire book.

The queen
gave her life
for the king.
Indeed,
love is about
sacrifice.

Dear diary;
looks like it's
another night of
staring at the guitar,
wishing and wondering if
these **** hands can translate
the beautiful chaos
raging in this head.

Her heart is a country
foreign to me.
I am just a traveler
admiring its beauty
in all its culture and
history.

My heart ran away
with all the love I could give-
it's out there, somewhere

7:27 PM
4/5/21

Dear diary;
I am constantly
finding myself being
devoured by every memory
that I
have ever had.

I don't want to be
alone anymore writing
poems you won't read

8:36 PM
1/5/21

There are demons
in all of us.
The sooner you can admit that,
the sooner you can get on with your life.

She swallowed my
heart and my soul
like a tornado
swallows all the
life it touches.

The torture doctor
put me under
with her smile
and charm.
She cut my heart
until the love poured out
and just like that,
she had concluded
her operation.

And just like that,
we were
strangers again.

How do I
reach you when
all I see are the walls
you built around
yourself?

Dear diary;
I still catch myself
from time to time
staring up at the moon and wishing
we could still admire its
beauty and splendor
together.

There is a
cancer of myself
that is waiting to be cut,
bled and beaten out of me
so that a healthier,
stronger me will
heal in its place.

This will be
a memory that
one day I will try
to forget.

Realizing that you are
not as special to someone
as you thought you were
just cuts that much deeper.