I wish I wasn't the one
you wanted to see change;
I wish I wasn't the one
who'll change herself for love;
I wish I wasn't the one
with the feelings you
don't love;
I wish I wasn't the one
for you

How can it be a white Christmas,
when my feelings is blue,
And my eyes,
all red from the crying;
the room emits sombre greyness
just because you're not here ,
to tell me how pure today is

I can't afford to
hurt myself anymore;

my heart shatters
into tiny shards
each time it breaks;
and I've lost
too many pieces
to mend it again

my heart
no longer has a place
in my body;
it always chooses
to come and go
to find love
with pain

I've spent hours
waiting for it to
skip back in glee;
but my heart
always returns
with nothing but
sad, sad memories

when my
heart breaks,
my soul does too;
and I can only afford
to lose one,
but not two

not only did you break my heart,
but also my writer's block;
let this help me tell our stories
in the form of scattered poetries

I learned
why clouds
sometimes rain
on sunny days;

it's hiding
sunbeams that light
the days away;
because when people
get too comfortable
with warmth,
they'll forget
thunderstorms exist