You tried planting seeds in my heart,
But somehow they landed in my lungs,
Although the blooming  flowers are a beautiful work of art,
I feel like I no longer can breathe, nor run.

I threw some seeds in your heart,
I watched as green spread from the seed,
But instead of the flower I expected,
There were stinging weeds.

I took a step closer,
To touch what I grew.
I expected something soft and tender,
But instead I was stung by you.

After collapsing one night,
When the flowers started killing me from within
I decided it's time to fight
I poored a bottle of herbicide down my throat.

Instead of killing the flowers,
It just made me numb,
It dripped from my throat to my heart
And turned me into this monster I've become.

It's killing me...
And you couldn't be bothered,
I'll never be the same
and you're frolicking in a garden filled with new flowers.

Even the constellations seem to compromise,
when you lose your spark,
recreating pictures of art,
to reignite your heart.

You were a wanderer,
but you still left your mark
Your life is a message;
that anyone can conquer the dark

Everything kept changing around you
no familiar faces left around
I can hear your voice through the crowd,
A lost voice crying to be found.

Then you looked at me,
like I was the light at the end of the tunnel
You ran towards me, I leaped into your arms
and you gave me a great big cuddle.

As I was held tightly in your arms,
the stars once more fell into place,
The fact that we have each other
is proof of God's amazing grace.

A drop of paint dived from a brush into the water.
The tear bursted and imploded,
creating clouds of color,
every cloud continuing to unfold.

Until the arbitrary colors gathered,
molding into the shape of hands.
Each finger transformed into a road,
on a map leading to far away lands

places to run away,
places to call home,
where there is no night or day
a place where anything can belong

but the drop didn't stop,
it kept running,
looking for a softer place to fall,
but the paint was quickly thinning

stretching beyond reach
tripping over molecules,
aiming for a glassy peak
before tumbling into inanimateness.

The drop didn't reach its goal.
The drop failed.
The drop should've stopped before it was too late.
Left with regret, because it was derailed.

It gave its all,
but it couldn't reach the peak...
But the artist was in awe,
So much so that the creator couldn't even speak.

The drop's "failure"
was her greatest masterpiece,
the last drop of paint she had,
has made her life's work complete.

There falls no shadow where there shines no sun
The stars don't smile when the morning comes.
The burning daylight makes the darkness retreat,
But shade only exists once the light faces defeat

This is all good and well,
But there is a greater story to tell,
About the light and the dark
And how a void has a heart.

A love story older than earth,
The lovers turmoil suffered from birth.
How the light and dark yurned to be one,
But the sun can't shine once the night has come.

No happily ever after for black and white
As they dance side by side all day and night
Never leaving one another, they yearn to touch
Reaching and stretching, but not even a brush.

They were polar opposites,
But thrived due to their differences.
They brought out the best in each other,
But they remained cursed lovers.

Cursed to be on the brim of love,
No attempts to unite are enough.
Remaining too little or too much,
Never completed, their dreams crushed.

So they explore all the earth together,
Stuck in this tormented dance forever.
Maybe one day they will find a way
To become a passionate grey.

Block - unblock - block
Heart opened, heart shattered, heart locked.
Mind screaming, silent dreaming
Mind hushed, dreams rush.

It seems like you are playing musical chairs,
I am free of you, but when the music stops.
When the world grows silent,
You sit in my mind again.

Unblock and stare at the words proclaiming "online"
Curiosity crawling up my spine.
Wondering if you ever opened our chat and stared as well.

Block - unblock - block
Heart opened, heart shattered, heart locked.
Mind screaming, silent dreaming
Mind hushed, dreams rush.

Every time I see you
I feel we can start afresh, anew.
You smile, I smile.
We try to remain in denial.

We go on as just friends
We finally make amends
We pretend nothing happened.
Then something happens

My heart flutters,
But nothing can come of it,
So it shatters
I locked it again, but you are a skilled lockpick.

unblock - block - unblock
Heart opened, heart shattered, heart locked.
Mind screaming, silent dreaming
Mind hushed, dreams rush.

I wait for your message to arrive,
You're no longer blocked, you're alive.
But it never comes,
I become numb.

My dreams are black,
Because if I sleep too deep,
I might miss your message back.
The memories creep.

I can see them sneaking over the fence,
Maneuvering through every defense,
Until it stands like a shadow learing over my bed.
A demon stuck in my head.

Block - unblock - block
Heart opened, heart shattered, heart locked.
Mind screaming, silent dreaming
Mind hushed, dreams rush.

I am almost over you.
I have almost made it through
This tormented affair
This maze of dispair.

The memory of you no longer walks with me down the street,
I don't see you in the places we used to meet.
Your face doesn't burn in the back of my head,
But now you have crawled into my dreams instead.

My mind is working through the last bit,
But I am so exhausted.
So tired of fighting guilt and shame,
So tired of breaking all over again
Whenever I hear your name...

Block - delete number
Heart broken, heart shattered, but heart finally locked.
Mind screaming, but screaming a different song.
All of the dreams are finally gone.

It is over.

The memories come and go in waves...
Sometimes I wish the tide will take me away...
But all it does is rock the boat.
Destroying any foundation keeping me afloat.



I wish I can forget,

this ocean of regret.

But no matter how hard I try,

the liquid leaks through every crack left unrecognized.



I rush, trying to patch up what remains,
but all this is done in vein.
My future slips through my fingers
as the past slips into present.

Even if I somehow stop every leak...

I can't remove the water already in me.

The weight slowly making me sink,



into the dark depths...

I keep going to the places we used to go to...
Hoping that if I wait there long enough, you will show up again, like you did before.
I sit where we kissed, because the memories seem more real there...
Like a reflection on water...
But as soon as I touch it, the ripples warp the illusion and your smiling face is gone again.
I listen to a song I really hate over and over... Just because you loved it...
And somehow listening to it still makes me feel like we're sharing something special.
I look at our picture every day. The way you smiled made me feel like I was the most special girl in the world.
You smile like that in her photos now.

I'm glad you moved on, really I am...
I am glad that you found someone who sees a future with you.
I just wish I didn't have to lose you in the process.
And I wish I didn't have to become another story  of your past...