Before you got the chance
to give me hope,
I shut you up with facts
so quickly, you agreed.

You didn't need to explain,
did you?
For you,
there's nothing to explain.

I wish I stayed silent,
but I couldn't feed my brain
another words
without clear intention --
easily erodes with the other side of the story.

Will I ever stop
thinking about us,
and rid the little hope
I have for us?

I can't stop
breaking this heart,
again, and again.
and that isn't you anymore.

I am lost
in between
longing
and acceptance.

I knew
the hurt's the same
from staying
to leaving.

My heart,
it closed
and love
did not fight.

Did I wake,
or just forgot
how to dream?
I'm still here.

I wanted
to be proven wrong,
give me
a thing to hold on.

I refused
clarity
for too long,
I savored the confusion.

A space
to grow
or a void
to fill.

you won't know how much I thought of you
so much in care and convincing myself to hate
this way I'm able to say I love myself more
this way the disrespect will bend itself

I suffer with or without you by my side
stuck in between, finding solace
Losing track of time, I'm full of doubt
I still can't accept the lost either way

How can someone just accept the fact that this time, when you finally embrace love, it backfires? You lost the love the first time it appeared and did not fight for love when it reached out to you. Alas, when you thought you’re ready, love turn out to be a fool, disguised a lot.

Take that pill, it’s over. Love, as you know it, no longer values you.

such a gift
to grieve something
no one asked
nobody noticed
the hurt, it holds
keeping me together
waiting for a release
so when I finally do
I already knew
I have to remember
or totally forget
both the good and the bad
they always come together

You don’t simply sustain love
It’s not poetic but it fuels mine