And the girl sits in the corner, staring into nothingness, remembering the signals she misread. She thinks she was a fool to believe that he liked her. She was so full of the Love crap that she closed her eyes to the possibility that maybe the guy was just fooling around. Because of too much expecting, look what happened to her now? She now has this permanent faraway look that suggests that her soul is not in her body. She is so passive that you may think she is a rag doll. She has changed. The once magnet of all things bright and cheerful has turned into the queen of loneliness. Days and weeks pass and still, she remains the same. Her shattered heart remains broken. The guy that’s supposed to fix her left her to fix herself. Her world crumbles as if Atlas is finally giving up because of the weight of all her problems. Her knight in shining armour is no more than a fake pardoner tricking people.

Friends try to reverse the process but to no avail. She is different now. The happening opened her eyes and brought her to a whole new level of experience. For weeks she has been impassive but now, she awakes to find herself looking through the world with a new pair of eyes, she has learned to take that mistake and turn it into a weapon to be used for future emergencies. It gives her strength. It gives her knowledge. It gives her a sense of freedom. To be free from her old naive self and to feel the authority that resides within her. The thirst to redeem herself, her dignity. As she tries to recall everything, an explosion erupts inside of her. And as the old self burns away, a new one, a fierce one is formed from the ashes. The fire that burns inside her turned into a fierce, blue flame; dangerous yet beautiful.

Reminiscing the Moments
Do you remember me? Because I remember you. YOU. Everything about you. The way you walk. The way you talk. How you dress up. The night we argued. How you wanted to say sorry but I wouldn’t let you. You caressed my cheek and held my arm. You looked into my eyes and it seemed you were trying to reach my soul. I remember the glimmer in your eyes, it sent sparks down my body when you touched me. I was filled with warmth and happiness. A tingling feeling engulfed me and I could have melted right then and there, but I didn’t. I just stared on ahead, ignoring you. There was a sly smile playing on your lips as you were thinking that you finally got me. You were right. You did. My face stayed blank but my mind, my heart, my body, they were one. If my face registered ignorance, my body sure didn’t. It was screaming, and my organs were trashing around, dancing to the rapid beat of my heart, matching their tempos to that of my thoughts.

As I’m typing this right now, reliving the memories, I could feel the same warmth, the same flutter in my stomach, craving for the electricity that once flowed through me.

  I remember you.

the only difference
between
you
and me

is that
you're a rich
b^tch

i'd give you that

you may also be
b e a u t i f u l

but sweetie
when you open
your damnf^ck
mouth

ALL your b e a u t y
flies out of it

when you
f^cking
talk

no doubt
everyone
would say
"The problem with the world
is that
intelligent people are full of doubts

while
the stupid ones are full of confidence."

you laugh
that scandalous laugh
all the while

looking like a f^cking druggie

you high b^tch?

you call yourself tripolar

Raava most high
forgive her

My dreams are made up of you
I even thought that It will be "I do, I do too."
That kiss that started our whole history
Will just vanish and forever be a mystery.

I always thought this would be forever
But I don't think that we could still recover
It stings like beautiful honey bees
But this feeling will slightly fade into the seven seas.

Dreams that are fading away,
Dreams showing that you will forever stay
The end of this wonderful and beautiful journey
The last chapter that closes our story.

For the colors red, orange,
Yellow, green, blue,
Forming the rainbow
With indigo and violet too,

For the sun over head,
The ocean, the waves, and the sea,
The heat and the warmth I feel,
The footprints in the sand I see,

For the stars and the moon,
That twinkle in the night,
They accompany me
Providing the evening light,

For good times and bad times,
And things in between,
The places I've been to,
And the things I have seen,

For the food that I eat,
The music I hear,
Sweets, and sweet melodies
Are always near.

For my head, and my body,
My hair, nose, and eyes,
My mouth, and my mind,
A being so wise.

For my parents,
Brothers, and sisters,
All my loved ones,
Friends and teachers,

For all of these,
And many more,
For all of these,
**It is you Father, I thank for.

You
With the unthinkable past
Of carnal assault
And emotional onslaught,

You
With the walking dead dad
In the abandoned great house
Of unfilled pool of dreams,

You
Who always gets oppressed
Lashed, slashed
With harsher words from tongues of swords,

You
With the strained smile
But with the striking laugh
Behind caged, teeth,

You
With the broken geometry fantasy
Full of unstable biological chemistry
Ready to burst,

You
With the muffin top
Sausage arms and beefy legs
With the bacon skin,

You with the holed shoes
Holed pockets
Holed soul...and heart,

You
Who is reading this now
Who is my greatest opportunity
(not my best mistake because honey, you ain't mistake)
Who is the love of my life, center of my being


Who is my all,

**i love you