"Help me to understand what's so special to you about it", she said as she laid back on the leather love seat.

Alright, I'll try to give you a peak.

"Why not more than a peak, why not speak more of this art you like", She asked as she took a sip of her coffee.

Because my dear a peak is all you need.
It's all you must understand so that your body,mind and soul craves to feed.
It's not an art to me by the way, it's more like a way of life.
It's rhythm and soul drawn into a mesmerising canvas by the usage of words.
It's blood and sweat drawn from our hands inked into a piece of paper.
It's simply just Poetry.

I cannot define it.
However as much as I could put words out there would it ever be enough?

But Darling it is special to me because it brings me freedom.
It draws me away from the pain that drowns me in this world.
It allows me to pause for once in my life and see the world. To see our generation grow and unfold.
Poetry tells me to pause and admire what is around me, to stop and smell the freshness, the purity, the danger, the emotions all around me.
Poetry allows me to share what so many of us fail to do.
We keep moving with the motion that we forget to stop and admire.
We forget that we are humans and that we're not robots that are required to just move.
Poetry brings me back to reality at the same time it makes me feel as if I could break the laws of gravity.
Do you understand dear?

You keep pushing me away and I don't know what to do.


My heart wants to stay strong regardless of the pain, it wants to stay with you no matter  
How much you're pushing me away.

My mind wants to give up.

You keep pushing me away and it ******* hurts.

It's been hard since you left.
Things got a little intense for Tom and I.
He began to drink, smoke and as he puts it **** some *******.
He's been turning into something I can't recognise and I don't know what to do. I thought I'd let him grieve but its worse now, so I decided I'd pick him up with whatever strength I have left.
It's exhausting taking care of him but he's all I have you know and I love him with my heart and soul.
So yea I'm taking care of him making sure he doesn't relapse, I can't stand the sight of seeing him collapse. It's disturbing really.
I'm tired Em, exhausted and I feel I've reached my limit.
I am a walking mess without you and I want to fix myself but Tom needs to be my number one priority, forget about me right. But I miss you, I sometimes wish you never committed suicide that I was there to prevent you. Anyway I hope heaven is treating you well.

From Rea

I want you...

In ways that I cannot define.

I miss you...

My heart beats less without you as if I'm dying.

I'm lost without you...

My heart is constantly searching for you that I'm usually never aware of where I am.

I need you...

I literally feel complete with you.

Be mine.

Because I promise to give you all of me in ways I have never. I'm usually never one for emotions but for you, I'll try, I'll put in extra effort because I care and you mean so much to be. So Please be mine. Allow me to do my very best to make you happy.
I don't believe in happy endings but if they ever exist I hope that you'll be it. My fairytale, My happy ending.

I am moving on.

I have my eyes set on the stars,
My mind landed on the moon and my heart exploring the planets.

It no longer hurts when they talk about you, neither does it stain when I see you...

I've moved on.
I'm not in search for a chemical equation to help me feel complete, I am not trying to find myself a covalent bond, an ionic or even metallic bond.

I realised I am like the noble elements,
Like Neon, Helium, Xenon and Argon I am complete without you...
I am the perfect balance.
I don't need you...
I'm happy,
I've moved on.

To forget you, I thought I would delete our messages.
Our pictures together, even your number.

I then remembered all the memories are carved in my heart and burned in my mind.

On a scale from one to ten.
I think about you 24/7.