"Thou, I can't tell what I need,
Yet in thy heart, it's already known.
I will whisper, I will resist—
Be my sapphire, I, your metal.
Molded to hold, forged to protect,
For one to be yours,
I am black—
Ever beneath you, unseen but near."

"If we part this time, who knows if we’ll ever meet again—
Maybe in stories that were soon meant to end,
On pages that fate refused to turn.
Like a rose that once blushed in the sun,
Now kissed by the midnight moon—just like my heart,
Still longing for the touch of yesterday."

I shall still reminiscent the olden days, in return you broke me in a thousand ways.

I have been through many eyes but I was lost in yours, in return you blinded mine.

I have seen a million faces but I wanted to see yours every day, in return you have chopped mine.

I cut fruits and took you out to dinners, in return you have poisoned mine.

I bought you flowers and wine, in return you crushed and shattered mine.

I adorned you with gold, silver, and time, in return you have stolen mine.

I stayed faithful when you lay with others when I thought you were mine.

I thought of our future till the end of time, but not a single second you thought of mine.

I was a diamond ore waiting to be mined; instead of loving me, you saw the money of mine.

I shall not move backwards to the lonely times; rather, I choose to be filled with this pain of mine.

I shall bleed with a thousand cuts than to live forever in those lonely times.

To a lonely heart, love shall rarely flow; the difference between love and betrayal I shall never know.

True love always lived in my eyes—if you still come back, I will still proudly call you mine.

I drowned in the sea of melancholy but, I will make sure you reside in my heart eternally

In the summer our love lingered, no thoughts foresaw our future withered.

My eyes blinded me mouth shut my veins cut to bleed my heart out, But your thought in my mind felt like sun’s warmth during wintertime.

Though our hearts, minds and spirits broken I regret the words never spoken, we know our love was never fake.

I cried you wiped the tears of my eyes, the old him ’n’ her died, love molded us every night we spent together

And now I drown in the sea of melancholy my legs caught in sorrow, regret and pain slowly pulled below never to be risen again.

The pupil of your eye
is like a black hole—
please consume me with your pupil
and make me eternally yours.

Yes, I know
even black holes evaporate.
But fear not,
for I will evaporate with you,
into eternity.

There was once a man who understood the world
as if it had whispered its secrets to him in the cradle.
Numbers bent beneath his fingertips,
equations sang where others only heard silence.
A gift, they said. A mind of fire, a blessed thing.
And so he worked, because what else does a man do
when the stars have lodged themselves in his skull?

He walked among them,
the ones with fractured voices, with trembling hands.
He was kind, as though kindness was instinct,
as though, if he gave enough,
the echo of warmth might return to him,
filling the space inside his ribs
where something—something—should have been.

But the years passed,
and nothing came back.

He watched them love, weep, ache, yearn.
He watched their faces crumple with sorrow,
their lips part with laughter.
He listened to the hush of breath between lovers,
the trembling exhale of grief.
He saw it all. Knew it all.
And felt nothing.

There were days he thought—perhaps—
if he held their hands long enough,
if he stood in the sun a little longer,
if he worked harder,
if he buried himself in something greater—
it would come.
The feeling.
The thing they all had.

And so he worked.
And worked.
Until his name was etched into books,
until his mind had shaped the world,
until they called him a genius,
until they called him irreplaceable.

And yet, no one ever called him home.
Nor did ask him to be his home.

He was a man of stone, carved for others,
for purpose, for brilliance, for the world.
But never for himself.
Never for love.
Never for anything that would make him whole.

They celebrated him from a distance.
They praised his name in rooms he would never enter.
They quoted his words but never spoke to him.
And when he lay in bed at night,
staring at the ceiling,
listening to his own breath echo off the empty walls,
he knew.
It would always be like this.

Time unraveled.
His hands trembled now when he held a pen.
His voice, once steady, grew thin,
as though it were fraying at the edges,
as though it, too, was disappearing.
And one day, he could not stand.

The world did not stop for him.
No one knocked at his door.
No one sent letters asking where he had gone.

The cold settled in his limbs first,
then in his chest,
then in his throat.
And as his body curled in on itself,
something strange happened.

A single tear slipped down his cheek.

For the first time in his life, he cried.
Not from grief, nor fear, nor joy.
Just the quiet weight of knowing—
finally, and without doubt—
that he had always been alone.

By morning, the tear had dried.
No one found him for days.
And when they did,
they spoke only of his brilliance.
They carved his name into marble,
listed his work,
his discoveries,
his genius.

But not one word about the man himself.

Not one word about the man who hoped.

1. Through a whisper in the dark, reminding them they are never alone.  
2. Through the quiet presence that asks nothing in return.  
3. Through laughter shared on a rainy day.  
4. Through the comfort of a warm hand, reaching out in silence.  
5. Through eyes that see past the flaws, embracing the whole.  
6. Through a word of encouragement, when doubt clouds their mind.  
7. Through a hug that lingers just long enough to say, “I’m here.”  
8. Through the sacrifice of your own comfort, for their peace.  
9. Through the patience to wait, knowing love is often about timing.  
10. Through a song sung softly in the morning, just to greet them.  
11. Through the way your smile brightens their worst day.  
12. Through knowing their dreams by heart, even before they say them.  
13. Through remembering the smallest details, because they matter.  
14. Through the way your heart skips a beat at their name.  
15. Through a quiet moment shared, when words aren’t needed.  
16. Through an open ear, listening to their fears.  
17. Through a shared glance that says more than a thousand words.  
18. Through standing beside them, even when the world doesn’t.  
19. Through an apology that shows vulnerability.  
20. Through the joy of seeing them grow, even if it means they leave your side.  
21. Through a night spent talking about everything and nothing.  
22. Through the simple act of being fully present, not distracted.  
23. Through the hands that hold tightly, never letting go in fear.  
24. Through a love that never tires of giving.  
25. Through the willingness to be vulnerable, letting them see your true self.  
26. Through the quiet bravery of trusting them with your heart.  
27. Through a shared cup of coffee in the morning, savoring the moment.  
28. Through the support you offer, even when it’s difficult for you.  
29. Through letting them find their own way, while still being there to guide.  
30. Through the peace found in simply being next to them.  
31. Through the sacrifices made quietly, without expecting recognition.  
32. Through forgiveness when it’s the hardest thing to do.  
33. Through the simple joy of waking up beside them.  
34. Through letting go of past hurts, to make room for healing.  
35. Through laughter that echoes in the quietest moments.  
36. Through the silence that says, “I’ll always be here.”  
37. Through a promise to always try, even when it seems easier not to.  
38. Through the shared experience of creating something beautiful together.  
39. Through the little things that make them feel seen, heard, and loved.  
40. Through sharing your fears and showing them that vulnerability is strength.  
41. Through holding their hand in the dark, when nothing else is certain.  
42. Through the way you give them space to be themselves.  
43. Through protecting their heart as if it were your own.  
44. Through the understanding that love isn’t always perfect, but it’s always enough.  
45. Through the comfort of knowing they’ll always have your back.  
46. Through your words that build them up, never tear them down.  
47. Through giving them time to grow, even when you wish they’d stay the same.  
48. Through giving without expecting, because love is never transactional.  
49. Through the trust that allows both of you to be fully yourselves.  
50. Through the silence that says, “I’ll always be here.”  
51. Through an unexpected gesture, just to show you care.  
52. Through remembering the things they never asked you to remember.  
53. Through letting go of your own fears, so they can face theirs.  
54. Through the quiet comfort of just sitting together, no need for conversation.  
55. Through your commitment, even when it’s easier to walk away.  
56. Through your patience when they’re not ready to speak.  
57. Through the moments where you give your all, and expect nothing back.  
58. Through creating a space where they feel at home in your heart.  
59. Through the way you admire them in the quiet moments.  
60. Through sharing your soul, knowing it will never be judged.  
61. Through the way you cherish the quiet moments, as much as the loud ones.  
62. Through holding on when they want to let go.  
63. Through saying “I love you,” without needing to say it.  
64. Through the joy of seeing them succeed, as though their success were your own.  
65. Through a shoulder to cry on, without the need for words.  
66. Through a gentle reminder of how strong they truly are.  
67. Through your belief in them, even when they can’t believe in themselves.  
68. Through shared memories that only the two of you understand.  
69. Through giving them the freedom to be who they are, without judgment.  
70. Through letting them know they’re never a burden, no matter what.  
71. Through your dedication to their happiness, even if it means sacrificing your own.  
72. Through the simple act of choosing them, every single day.  
73. Through the patience of waiting for them to come back, when they need space.  
74. Through the joy found in their smallest victories.  
75. Through the strength found in vulnerability, when you trust them with your secrets.  
76. Through the way you protect their heart, knowing it’s fragile.  
77. Through the way you find beauty in the way they see the world.  
78. Through sharing your insecurities, knowing they’ll be met with love.  
79. Through the way you admire them, even when they can’t see their own greatness.  
80. Through choosing kindness, even in moments of frustration.  
81. Through knowing their fears without them speaking a word.  
82. Through choosing to grow together, even when it feels uncomfortable.  
83. Through the way you embrace their flaws as part of their beauty.  
84. Through the moments where you challenge them, to help them grow.  
85. Through respecting their independence, while still offering support.  
86. Through the way you allow yourself to be fully loved by them.  
87. Through the softness in your gaze, when everything else feels hard.  
88. Through your willingness to learn from them, as they learn from you.  
89. Through your ability to make them feel like the most important person in the room.  
90. Through the way you let them in, even when it’s terrifying.  
91. Through the way you speak their name, like it’s the most beautiful sound.  
92. Through your desire to protect their heart, no matter the cost.  
93. Through the way you see their soul, beyond the surface.  
94. Through the love you give, expecting nothing but their happiness in return.  
95. Through the way you show them that they’re enough, just as they are.  
96. Through the way you make them feel safe, even in the chaos.  
97. Through the way you help them find peace, even when they don’t know how to.  
98. Through your unspoken promise to always fight for them.  
99. Through every moment of your love, showing them they are worth it.  
100. Through every breath, knowing that to love them is the greatest gift of all.