If it were not for dreams,
how else would we escape?
There would be nothing to look forward to
each time we close our eyes
and wonder what world awaits us.
At the end of the day,
whether we feel sad,
happy, or anything in between,
we find solace in closing our eyes
as we drift into the dream world.
Sometimes we wake up with feelings
we did not know we had.
Sometimes it is good to escape
at least just for a while.

I thought I
was tired but
it turns out I just
wanted to dream
about you
again.

Your love
makes me feel like I'm
falling like a petal in
your presence.
Carried by your breath,
I drift into your heart
and make my home.

Sure, I am just a passenger
in this story of your life
but each ride exhilarates me;
it rocks me to my core
and leaves me wanting more.
I always leave with a smile,
like we drove to the top of the world;
the perfect stop to drop me off
and let loose the butterflies
I collected along the way.

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.

Be sure to
contain those
seas and storms within you
or else those leaks and lightning
will leave you drowning.

A photograph of you
brings back a wave of nostalgia
and I am drowning
in memories
once again.

I don't know how much
you had to drink but I know
you were completely out of your senses.
I couldn't quite make out the words,
but I guess even then,
it felt good to hear some affection.
Oh, how terse the mind is deceived
so easily by the false mask
of a bottle of ***.

It is true,
each day brings us
closer to death.
But you,
you make each day
worth living.

Even though
I love you hard,
it is still so
easy.

I long for
these restless nights-
it's just me, the darkness
and the echoes of all
the other lonely
souls out there.

When I eclipse,
just know that we will meet again
and you will be at my side.
I will shine on you again
and we will give the world
something they won't forget-
a dazzling twilight for all to see.
I am your sun,
you are my moon.
Don't leave me in darkness
anytime soon.

All we have to do
is admit when we are wrong.
It's as simple
and difficult
as that.

my love for you has evolved-
it doesn’t tear me apart
anymore
or leave me lonely,
but it doesn’t make for
great company either.

I still believe there is a
little piece of love that flickers in
the centre of your heart-
Like an ember struggling to breathe
in the heart of a
stormy night.

It's so easy
to create emotions-
what's difficult is holding onto
those emotions.

My mind
may be empty of words
but it is not
empty of you.

when you take out
every part of me,
leaving it all behind
and filling me
with yourself,
every inch and feeling
and every thought of you
has consumed me whole
and then you leave
me behind too

I worry about the day
my tank will deplete
and I won't be able
to give you my
all for I will be
running on
empty.

I wish they’d all go away;
The crowds, the voices,
all of it.
Yet they continue
to fill these empty days.
Time will continue to fade
and bring a brand new day
to waste my life away.

How am I
supposed to believe you
when all of your sweet
but empty words
and promises smell of
someone else’s name?

If someone told me
you’d be mine
sending me your love
all the time
I would have laughed.
But it seems as if
This endless fairytale
is in our eyes again
such a perfect story
and a dream so intense
this isn’t making sense.

I have long
forgotten the warmth
of the summer days-
inside my heart,
there is an
endless
winter.

Another endless winter
without you-
just the memories that
kept us warm
so very long
ago.

I wonder how much pain,
that all-too-real pain,
I’m enduring on a daily basis.
I’m used to feeling like the weight of the world
is balancing on my heart
whenever I open that door
or a tidal wave of dread
plowing into my chest
every time I open my mouth,
but I wonder how much pain
I truly endure.
Each day seems to take a different toll.
Yes, some are better than others,
yet when I recall
how much I have endured,
I wonder if I should be amazed or ashamed;
I haven’t figured that out yet.

I would erase all the poetry
I had ever written for you if
it would free me from
your grasp.

I'm still reading
the book she gave me
for Christmas.
Bukowski-
it's as good as you'd expect.
So why is it taking me
this long to finish?

The universe sings its secrets
over a symphony of stars above.
We answer back with a song of our own-
songs of love and hate,
of hope and memories.
Such soul we put into our songs
and yet they are but whispers
when sung over the
eternal song of the cosmos.

I don't know
how long I will miss you,
perhaps it will take as long
as I've wanted you:
an eternity.

Spiderman would have
been in awe of your wit,
Just as superman for
the way you never quit.
The hulk would have
been in awe of your might,
just as Thor for the
way you shone so bright.

And so we reach that time again-
the eve of an election.
The world holds its breath
for better or worse
as we turn another
page in the books
of history.

Even in dreams
I cannot escape you.
Your voice still shrieks through sleep
and your face can still be seen
throughout these dreamscapes.
What was once a method of escape
has now become a prison of
memories of a love I thought I
left behind long ago.

Why do you expect
everyone to like you when
you don't like
everyone?

You grew like a
sunflower in summer
and filled my soul with warmth.
You plucked the thorns from my heart
and planted gardens instead with
love blossoming from
every petal.

In this heart I hold your smile
every second of every minute
of every hour of every day
as its warmth and joy
will nourish this soul.

Love is
everywhere.
If only you could see it
the way I see it
through you.

It is difficult for me to recall your face,
not because I do not remember,
but because of the pain it recalls.
It is not the face I remembered,
nor the one I fell in love with.
You were someone else back then,
and you may as well have had
a different face.

I hate the way
your face reminds me
of a simpler time-
a collection of distant yet
unforgotten memories.
To this day I am left asking myself:
how could such a sublime smile
evoke such pain?
How can such innocent eyes
conjure such betrayal?
Whenever I see your face,
I can't help but wonder
what could have been.

My fear
has faded,
and now I dare
to love
you.

I wish I could fall
together
as quickly as I
fall apart

This love
like sunflowers
withers me and covers
me in the fallen petals
of what we
used to be.

I wasn't the
name on her tongue
when she fell in love.
At least she fell
in love at all.

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.

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

Today
I will pretend
it's any other day.
Today
I will try not
to cry out your name.
Today
I will try to not
to let it hurt so bad.
Today
was never meant
to be so sad.

It's like
a genie took my
favorite wish and
and laid it right beside me.

I can still feel your presence
through distance and time,
through the tears and the smiles,
and through the darkness and light.

Though I may not see you
if I close my eyes,
my body still feels you
despite the fact that
you're gone.

This world
is under no obligation
to be less weird
than fiction.

I wish there was
another ending to
our story because
this isn’t one I ever wanted to read.
We are both to blame for  
this final chapter and
I am sorry it had
to end this way.