It was good
while it lasted,
wasn't it?
But all things must end and
though I may miss it,
things are better left
in the past.

In all honesty,
I didn't like how it ended.
I tried convincing myself
that is was okay,
but it was never okay,
and it never will be.
But that doesn't mean
I wish it never happened.
I'm glad it did-
I needed it to,
and as much as I
wish to rewrite the ending,
I know I wouldn't be the person
I am today if it had
happened differently.

Still in between
waking up on a
crisp Sunday morning and
these dreams of you.

Truly, my favorite
time of the week.

There,
you will forever stay,
my favorite place of all:
our memories.

All too often,
we lust for the
face of beauty
rather than fall in love
with the soul
of the being.

You don't need
a 'better-half'.
what you need
is to make yourself
whole again.

Maybe
you will be
the unexpected
message in my inbox
tonight or
maybe it's just
more wishful
thinking.

Let me mirror my sun
into your sunflower
and weave my sunlight
into your petals.

I am hollow
but full of demons
and nothing more.
I hear their shrieks echo
through this soul and sometimes
it is more than I can take.
Some days are better than others-
some days they do not take the air
out of my lungs and leave me
choking for my sanity.
There is nothing else in me,
not anymore,
just demons and more demons
that swallow me whole.

This sunflower can't
stand this garden it had no
choice but to grow from

8:17 PM
8/11/21

Some days are harder than others.
This separation cuts deep and all I can do
is hope that I will see you soon.
Come back into my arms,
anchor this heart so that I
will not fade from yours.

All too often can I
count with one hand,
the number of those
who care to ask-
"How are you?"
And much lesser of those
who honestly want to
hear my answer.

The history of
you and me, it's the saddest
story ever told

6:34 PM
9/7/19

The nights
are growing darker
and the waves
are getting rougher
Surrounded by
darkness and disarray,
I make my haven
in this boat built for two.
This love is an ocean
beneath a sky of uncertainty-
it consumes us night after night.
But, together,
we take this voyage-
just me and you.

Loving you was a battlefield,
and a paradise.
The many masks you wore–
all those changing faces.
I never knew which one
you were coming home wearing.
One day you love me,
the next day hate me.

Do I think
you're a bad person?
No, I think
you were a vulnerable person
thrown into an arduous situation.
Only few can handle
that sort of pressure.

you move like rain,
you move like the storm.
Sometimes soft,
sometimes heavy.
You end my droughts,
leaving a rainbow,
to clear my doubts,
in sun or in snow.

Love is hard
to acquire and
Cupid requires a careful aim.
I know this
because my picture
wasn't blurry until you came
into the frame.

You are your own worst enemy.
Indeed, it is you who have placed
these traps and obstacles along your path.
You underestimated the enemy inside-
its power, its strength, its perseverance.
It has overwhelmed you,
made you feel small and insignificant.
So do not waste your time in search
of an enemy in this world-
your enemy inhabits you.
You have only to look
within.

Some pains can go unseen,
rather, they are carved into the soul,
an endless chasm that bleeds forever.
These pains are silent to the world,
but they tear us apart from within.
And only from deep within
are crying out so loud that
only our demons can hear.

Can you understand my hesitation?
No one has loved me as you have.
You give me everything and expect nothing in return.
My happiness seems to be your primary goal
and for that I am forever grateful.
Still, some days are harder than others.
I try not to let the pain and the heartbreak
get in the way but old habits die hard.
We all deserve to be loved, don't we?

so much wasted time
chasing temporary feelings
only to tear ourselves apart
for those who aren’t listening.
A million thought out words
only to be lost in translation-
we pray for companionship
but end up with damnation.

If this world makes you
sad then let me be the one
to make you happy

11:08 PM
28/4/22

I think about about
all the time and energy
I've spent on people who
have walked out of my life and
I wonder what I could have done
for myself instead.

I want to hold your hand
through foreign streets
and kiss you under
foreign skies.
Baby, we're just two foreigners
lost in foreign lands and
lost in each other's eyes.

you were someone else
someone who mastered the arts
of how to break hearts

6:57 PM
15/12/19

You may not
know this,
but your tears water my heart.
And from your tears,
love blooms
in this garden
of our tomorrow.

There is a song in
my heart that only you know
the melody to

5:43 PM
22/2/23

How can you
blame others for
breaking your heart
when you don't
love yourself?

I don’t need a
thousand red roses.
You're a blue rose-
the only one I want.

If I was summer
then you were winter
that enveloped my sun
in an endless cold.
Where we would swim in lakes
you would freeze over in ice
and everything else I had grown.
Every flower I planted for you
was destined to wither and
not even my sun could
withstand your storm.

What if everything
we ever shared was in my
imagination?

11:39 PM
28/12/19

I can't keeping living
like there's a nightmare behind
every last corner

3:57 PM
28/10/20

Another year
is here,
another promise
of change.
But my only wish
is for our love
to stay
the same.

Poetry cleanses
my soul of the grime and dirt
of reality

8:44 PM
28/11/19

they'll save your life-
they'll break your heart.
You don't know which
was better or worse.

You make me feel like
'Dreams' by Fleetwood Mac on a
fresh Sunday morning

11:19 AM
4/2/24

We choose people
so far from home
but no matter the distance
we never feel alone.

I don't know what to
say to you except that I
lost my heart to you

10:22 AM
29/1/22

You say
it’s too hot
to see the sights-
that’s okay,
because baby,
none of these sights
compare to the sight
that is you.

It does not take a
thousand cuts, but a well-placed
wound upon a heart

10:55 AM
19/2/23

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

How do I get back
all of this love that I gave
to the wrong people?

7:18 AM
22/7/22

What an honor it
is to fill your nights with joy
and everything nice

12:00 AM
25/3/22

Even when I
write about you,
the ink that smudges
upon my hand takes
the shape of you.

Of all the places
I don't belong, it is your
heart that feels like home

7:31 AM
1/11/22

Look in the mirror.
If you still see something there,
then nothing else matters.
Other’s blindness to your worth
is a “them” problem,
not a “you” problem.

Hang onto your hope-
a sunflower in this gloomy world.
Remember the brightness
of past times.
Have a little faith,
that this too shall pass
as we plant the seeds
of more hope.

Just because I still
dream about you, that does not
mean I want you here

11:13 AM
2/7/22

I have nothing
left to say to you
anymore.
I now know what you have done
and who you really are.
You have shown your
true colours and now
I'm wide awake.