Telling a tale of
Our fairy tale
Was my favorite part of us
In the abyss of pain
The warmth was immense
Now after healing
Telling it out is equally
Irrelevant as your relevance in the story
Comes about as brush offs
Am happy
Grateful and thankful that you left
I've grown in thickness of experience
And understanding that wouldn't
Have been so if you were to stay.
Though the pain ain't there more
Once I tell of our tale
Gloom fills my room. Now am asking who are you?

@niamornimo
We were a perfect couple
you know...
you took several steps ahead
while i took few back
and realized we had
a pen with ink full
but held on tightly onto
the eraser like it was
too good to be true.

i often wonder

of
the
same
  like
was it all silver lining
in the dark clouds
or a knight in shining armor???
and wake up on you know
"honey **** happens"
you see like a man
standing on the window
watching the sunrise.
As harmonious as the
scene is,
The melancholy written
on his perfect face
can't salvage his dying soul
that keeps giving in
into darkness.

I love you and
that's undeniable
as every time
am caught spacing out
Like a broken dam the
Out burst of
your existence from
my lips is overflowing
unable to make
the slightest progress
Hiding behind
A good old soul.

Am not sure
How to appreciate
The current feel
When am stuck on
The déjà s of yesterday.

Wishing i could stare
Right into your
Core through your eyes
Asking you to hold
My hand coz our
Next fall will be
In the old and grey
Greetings of
Yellow rays on our
perfect view of the
Ocean watching
The marvel unfold
And splendor of your
young old face
Giggle in flames of
yesterday to holding
our torch of tomorrow.