Don't search for my sanity anymore,
it
followed
you
far away.

Please don't break my wrist.
We can hold hands,
but not too tight.

Why do you have to throw rocks on my window?
You can just climb the mango tree and yell my name.
I promise I'll open my curtains and look at you like how Juliet looked at Romeo for the first time.
But please, don't die.

Help me!
I'm on the e
                   d
                   g
                   e,
                         One more touch
and I'd become ear-cutting Van Gogh insane.

I can sleep tonight
because your voice
reminded me
of grandma's lullaby

I hid the photographs
under my bed
so I have token to look at
when I want to hear your laughter
again.

Longing for your
rainbow sherbet sweet teases