I may not believe in soulmates
but I do believe that there's someone
out there waiting for you-
whose face you will wake up to
for the rest of your life.
Sure, you may not believe me now-
you can't get over them today-
you probably won't tomorrow-
but just remember that
the silence is okay.
These grey periods in life
are finite and do not need
words to colour them in.

All those promises
we made by the sea
would soon become
my favorite
waves.

Our love
was magnetic-
two hearts that
were doomed
to repel.

I have not forgotten your name
nor what you did to my heart
the way it skipped a beat
from the way you light up
any room like a piece of art

I went to tag her
in a meme but she is now
gone without a trace

5:49 PM
6/7/19

I thought
I was blind
until I witnessed,
first hand, the
beauty in your eyes.
Now I see why
I fell for you.

Touch me with the
sunflower you carry in your heart
and fill me with its warmth.
Let's plant a thousand more
as we watch our dreams
grow from
that garden.

I’m alone
with my own thoughts
for far too long for anything
to be a surprise.

Maybe missing you
isn't such a bad thing.
Missing you reminds me
of all the good times
we shared and
to a time where
we were
real.

she kissed the moon and
made the sun jealous, for her
light outshined the stars

2:04 AM
11/8/19

I see you differently now
I no longer need you
It took years to see who you really are
I no longer find myself identifying with you
I see now that you gave me the courage to break free
Break free from your beauty inside a black frame

This poem
is for you
because I simply
don't know any other way
to keep you close at bay-
to stop you from fading away.

The stars still tell me
stories about you and I'm
so glad I listened

3:57 PM
2/11/20

I feel a weight of the world
Upon my shoulders
My stomach churns
And there is no escape
I tell myself there is a light
At the end of this tunnel
There has to be
The nights aren’t getting
Anything shorter
The thoughts aren’t
Going away
But there’s no turning back now
On this long road out of hell

Finding the right soul
is like searching for life in
the dark space above

1:25 PM
8/9/19

Imagine us
the size of ants
dancing among the
flowers and the grass,
the bugs and
the bees.

You are a haiku
written in the pages of
my poetic heart

2:07 AM
15/8/21

Dear diary;
I ate a whole
wheel of cheese
for dinner tonight.
Regret nothing about this-
at least, not yet.

You are
sweet and spice
and everything nice.

You are
close yet far
like my favorite star.

You are
sun and moon
and I will see you soon.

The problem isn't you,
in fact, there's nothing
wrong with you.
Stop blaming yourself
for things that others did
or things you could not control.
Do not question your worth
by the way others treat you
or making comparisons.
Do not second guess yourself
just because others choose to leave
or because they choose to lie.
You are doing well,
do not doubt yourself.

I'm sorry I
didn't tell you
that I was back in town.
I was scared, I was anxious
of this time and space between us-
an aching silence echoed across the seas.
You know that all you have to do
is call out my name
and I'll be back
in a heartbeat.

You pointed
to the stars and
I gave you the sky.
You pointed
to the moon and
I took you to the moon.

I am drowning
in this ocean we call life.
It's a bottomless abyss of
weight and worry.
I can't resurface,
it never ends and
I suffocate.

From heart to paper,
thoughts have a way of getting
lost in translation

13/8/21
12:49 AM

Write down all the things
they will miss about you and
hang it on your wall

11:39 AM
24/12/20

You only miss me
when you want to miss me and
it's taking its toll

9:15 PM
5/6/19

Today, I’m tired.
Work was dreadful.
Now I am home, it's almost comforting.
Yet, my body is in pain.
Other days, I feel awake.
Alert.
Even beautiful.
But today, I’m tired.

I never really cared
to dance in the twilight-
at least, not until I found someone
who hated the sun as much as I.
I still don’t care much to dance
but I at least have someone to sit with-
to feed off the moon
and the shadows-
having the time of
our lives.

Each year is
a roller-coaster
of disappointment-
why would this year
be any
different?

The good news is that one day
I won't remember the
exact words that
broke my heart.
The bad news is that
I also won’t remember
how your eyes glistened
underneath the stars.

Has it been too long
since the last time you truly
felt you were wanted?

8:28 PM
24/2/21

How am I meant to
dive into your heart when the
water is shallow?

10:38 PM
1/9/20

I am still depressed,
I just don't think about it
as much anymore

11:01 PM
30/1/22

Here comes New Year's Eve
and all of the loneliness
it has always brought

2:24 AM
13/12/20

Our first drink of *** was sweet.
It coated our tongues
with spice and the back
of our throats with a burn.
For a moment
I was scared,
because oh,
how easily one can get hooked.

My heart spilled open
hoping the news wasn't true-
too little, too late.

9:31 PM
14/12/19

Roses are red?
Violets are blue?
April sees the end for spring
and I am dead to you.

Why do I love travelling?
because when I travel,
I am no longer me,
No, I am a series of me’s.
I can be who I want to be
In a sea of strangers.  
I can live someone else’s life
away from my daily strife.
I can set a new routine
in a brand new scene
and I can be far away
from my thoughts of grey.
Still, I am always under the same sky
Living another life, chasing another high
Yet it feels like I live in
another universe.

It's hard to let go
of the people and places
that once felt like home

5:45 PM
1/12/19

I still hope
that we fall asleep
on Io
tonight.

You can’t be replaced,
it’s an impossible feat
so carry on, stranger.
It took me too long to realize
that we aren’t toys, tools,
or parts of some machine;
we exist for ourselves.
what did you come here for,
comfort or a poem?

Your silence
did not imply that you
had nothing left to say-
no, quite the opposite.
I heard everything crystal clear
from the silence that followed-
a silence so deafening,
I wasn't loud enough
to respond.

Poets born and die
with every stroke of the pen-
so live fast, write young

12:13 AM
18/6/19

I wasn’t sure if it was
the pounding of my heart,
the gentle autumn touch,
or your smile I call art
but it happened all too fast
Under the radiant moon
it happened like a dream
a dream too good to be true

Alone in a dream,
Alone wide awake
It’s in my bloodstream
It’s more than I can take
I fell asleep with a memory
It’s always the same mistake
when dreams are only temporary
It’s more than I can take

Viking cats live
in such magnificent ways,
and he was no different-
Valhalla awaits him.

The moon still watches over us
but it doesn’t glow like it used to
It basked you in twilight
reflecting every smile,
every gaze, every hair
and every inch of skin
like a Monet painting
Before my eyes.
But now,
my prized possession,
is missing.
Hung up in
someone else’s museum,
across the world it seems.
Now I cannot paint
without my inspiration,
my muse.
And I can’t bring my fingers
away from your beauty,
trapped behind
twilight glass.

"Where have you been?"
She asked.
"A little bit here,
a little bit there,
a little bit everywhere."
I said.

The Christmas Blues
are falling like snow-
they chill me to the bone.
I'm all wrapped up
in the Christmas Blues
just like the presents
underneath your tree

All these drinks bring back
memories of all that I
would like to forget

9:59 PM
14/11/19