Surely it isn't healthy
to be this attached to someone
who has only ever called me beautiful
when his mind was soaked in alcohol

-h.w.

My love for you,
Like a candle that doesn't loose its flame
Despite the breeze of trials blown.

My love for you,
Like a fabric that doesn't wear
Despite it's frequent wash
In the water of despair

My love for you,
Like a boat out in the sea
That sinks not despite the tempest storms

My love for you,
Is just like a rose flower
Whose fragrance lingers even when crushed

My love for you,
Constantly burning in my heart
Pure and eternal
My love for you
Is life.

Sometimes pen sinks into paper with perfect precision.
Sometimes it stains that page.
Sometimes we love people with every piece of our cracked heart.
Sometimes they don't feel the same.

"I love you!", he said.
"Really? You love me?!"
I said, surprised.
"HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY!"
He said while laughing out loud.
"I knew it!", I said laughing,
while my insides are dying.
It will never happened, I whispered.