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gift Feb 2021
Please be patient with me, I spend most of my day swimming in the ocean of my thoughts.
Please be patient with me, sometimes I'm too scared to speak up but there are days where I speak too much.
I always loved too much and received a little, I got used to being treated like ****.
I do not know what I deserve so please be patient with me.
I cry over the slightest inconvenience but there are days when I cover it up with a smile.
Please be patient with me, a lot of days I breathe because you exist.
I'm a mess, like a sudden drought, but this mess loves you without a single doubt.
so when times get tough and you realize it's hard to love me, just remember, please be patient with me.
can you be patient with the me?
gift Dec 2020
I hope you don't understand my poetry
cause then it'll mean you're blue like me
I hope when you read it you don't get a thing
cause my words scream nothing but empty

I hope when you look at the stars, you wish
not stare and think of ending it
I hope when the sun rises you smile
not thinking that you wish it didn't

I hope at night when you lay in bed
you won't think you'd rather be dead.
—g. l
but if you understand my poetry, I'm sorry.
gift Nov 2020
I have come so far
and all of my scars
they symbolize the battles
that I have won
keep going, warrior.
  Oct 2020 gift
most people see me as
a happy person because
i laugh easily,
i smile a lot,
i joke a lot.

but deep down
in my heart,
i am fragile,
i can get hurt easily,
but i choose to not
show it to the world.

instead of being sad,
i choose to laugh to cover it.
maybe you can call me
"the queen of the mask"

by this,
you can tell
that most of the time
when I'm laughing,
I'm not really laughing,
i was trying so hard to hide
my sadness.
gift Oct 2020
i don't see the stars in your eyes anymore, they look dull, sad—empty even.

i don't see the fire in your eyes anymore, they burned out and there was nothing left but darkness.

i don't see the life in your eyes anymore, they seem lifeless and full of agony.

i have always loved your eyes, for they unvail who you are and what you feel. i have always loved seeing the ocean in your eyes that drowns me and hypnotizes me; you have changed.
a poem i wrote while looking at the mirror.
gift Sep 2020
you are a celestial body
a natural phenomenon
a beauty hidden so far away
but look closer; you tell a fascinating story in your own way

you are a galaxy
a gravitational system of stars
you emanate light and wake me up from fallacy
you remind me that somethings are bizarre
but thats just how things are meant to be
you emenate light stronger than darkness
because you choose to see the good regardless

just like how we choose to watch a movie so cliché even when we know its going to end in a certain way. just like how we try to stay even when things are not at bay. just like how we try to see the good in every day without worrying about dismay.

you are a galaxy
you have undergone stellar evolution
changes happened and it will always be the reality
you are a galaxy
you are made of stellar fragments
a massive remnant of what was once there to see

you changed over the course of time but what was once there will last for a lifetime. you will always evolve, you get better every time.

you are a galaxy
you have black holes; dark energy
but no let me tell you, you are anything but empty
you are a matter packed in that body
your gravity is so strong i cannot flee

you are so much more than darkness
you are my galaxy.
—g. l
gift Sep 2020
love isn't selfish its selfless you give even if you dont have any left. love isn't screaming shouting nagging love is caring, telling the person his wrong, and trusting, trust him through it all. love isn't always nice but love will surely bring you light.

love isn't focusing on the imperfections love is seeing past it and still feel the affection. love isn't forced conversations or pure negation, love is nonsense talking and affirmation. love isn't perfect, love will bring you rain but love is love and happiness will always reign.
—g l
when i was young i always asked the question nobody can answer “what is love?”
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