You fell in love with the
late nights we shared,
just me and you

You fell in love with the
thought of me
being in your prescence

but,
there is no way you have
fallen in love with *me

Bad news is:

You cannot make people like, love, understand, validate, accept or be nice to you. You can't control them either.


Good news is:

It doesn't matter.

Nobody knew she was
losing herself underneath
this heavy cloud
which became
a part of her,

It would always
pour down once
she left her home,

The birds would follow her
wherever she went
giving her guidance
without her looking
in the right direction,

Swooping and gliding
over her as she sat
alone


From this day,
she is free
protecting the other lost birds
that want to come home
to where they last were

At first you were
just another face
in the crowd

Now,
you are the only
face I see

When you have a friend who lives miles away, in a different country, in a different city it has it's lows. Mainly, the lowest times are being unable to meet up with them whenever you want, when you're having a rough day they aren't there to comfort you or wipe away your tears or watch your favourite comedy sitcom with you which is why when I'm prime-minster I'm relocating the entire human population into a 10,000,000 story skyscraper that acts as a bridge from the earth to the moon which brings together friends, families and lovers.

If you knew how I felt

you would swim further
than the ocean between us,

climb the hills above us

and run out of my sight

If there is so many people in this world, why are some of us left alone?