it is okay not to feel fine.
it is okay not to know what to do.

trust your gut instincts.

they are usually right

I still love you

his mind races as
time passes by,

words, photos,
memories of you
; his everything.

and you're describing water

is someone to accept my flaws

近くにいたいよ

play with my feelings

さよなら

this is the part where you find out who you are

he won’t cheat, because love is literally overflowing out of him!

making a coincidence was my first mistake.

making that coincidence into fate is my second mistake.

constantly encouraging her and making the fate into destiny..
is my third mistake.

you feel the same way

waste any amount of time doing anything important when there is a sunset outside that you should be sitting under.

cause i always think about you

still adore you
with your hands

you think you're in love

but you just want to be loved

next day gone

everyday you are away from me

my heart feels like it is going to burst

i do not know how long

before it comes running after you

hide the truth
i wanna shelter you
but with the beast inside
there’s nowhere we can hide

comes the feeling you thought you'd forgotten

the floors are slicked with blood

your father grins madly and he extends his hand

the darkness swallows you both

night does not break but the shadows peel back

I thought that
the best of me
comes out
when I am with you.
But I was wrong.
It seems that
the best of me
was you.
It was always you

I saw your face that day,

ends up forgetting about me

we will meet again
we will smile again

you’re not too sensitive.
you’re not overreacting.

if it hurts you,

it hurts you

when i walk through hotel hallways with their quiet walls and flat carpets and the smell of the chlorine from the pool i transcend space and time and find peace.

laughter fills the room,
hands reach for the cups,
pouring heaven into themselves,

emptying the contents of the cup,
down their throats, down, down, down.

their vision starts to blur,
their minds-hazy,
thoughts racing through
their minds.

hearts begin to race,
beating to the rhythm,
bodies sway to the melody,
moving as one; together

the lights flicker in the room-
red, green, blue, violet, and more.

the warmth of your fingertips
leaves a trace on my shivering back,

through the dimly lit room,
with slow, cold air blowing from
the open window.  

butterflies fly in my stomach,
my cheeks heating up to a rosy shade.

"the night has a thousand eyes"

nights have you wished someone would stay

I fear life

the fewer the seeds, the more i sow

to be lonely
          lost