it was a sunny day when i first met you
you were glowing and shining
just like the sunflower and rainbows
and butterflies and all the good things

but then it turned cloudy
when i caught you laughing with her
in the cafe next to the campus
i start to think about myself
and how i treat you and how
i'm doing wrong to you

suddenly it was raining
you decided to hurt me but
with no explanation at all just like that
you broke my heart and just like the other day
i found myself feeling guilty
thinking what i did wrong

one night it was a thunderstorm
i decided to open up and told you i was hurting
but you said she was just a friend
and i guess i accepted that
because strangers turn to friends
and friends turn to a more complex relationship
sometimes and then turn again to strangers
but with memories

weeks passed by and it was sunny
with rainbows again and sunshine
and clear skies just like the old times
but this time was different
i decided that i didn't want to be hurting
any more and then you set us free
i let go and you let go too
nicely, kindly, peacefully
and i learn that this rainbow is somewhat nicer
than before because i realize
rainbows come after a storm, after a rain

i know that when you're gone
all it does is rain
but there's no need to worry at all
because rainbows come after that
so enjoy the rain and the
thunderous nights because you know
rainbows come after that

– billiondays

Belly up,
The brain is now molasses.
The slow synapsis can't see the scowling
faces.
Build the bridge and engrave his name on it.
He will not pay you a cent for it.

No one loves you like he does
That warmth portrayed across the room
Like passionate fiery doves

He's strength of love exceeds the capacity Of what you've ever believed in, like reality,
And feuds within he's heart just brings
Wars upon this strange yet existential thing
Be within him a Pillar of which he's growth of love would be
And let it loose and roam freely

Give him you, in exchange for love he always seeked

Let him in
O'er the sunsets he'll leap
For you.

Flow in him when you let him in
Clear and purify your soul within
Sway each day through roses and mint
For him,
With him...

I'm that girl who hopes to be taken by the hand
And drifted off to neverland
Leaving my worries behind me
And soaring in the sky, free

I'm that girl who waits for a prince
And a strong true loves kiss
But I don't really need saving
It's only the passion I'm craving

Im that girl who wishes to live in a Disney movie
With nature, songs, and tremendous beauty
But instead I live in a tearful drama
With blackish skies and lasting trauma

(Family drama)

11:00 'O' Clock, the clock ticked furiously,

The girl looked at her dead wishes curiously.

The time played the game now,

The one who wanted to be different is a shame now.

The family made the home a fish market,

A young girl can see patriarchate.

Everyone thought the perspective is vindictive ;  until it's a boy,

the argument is valid or it is a foe.

The girl wept in corner looking at her misery,

Parents spitting venom on eath other, didn't spared even their anniversary.

Blocking the choices, the girl could have,

Maybe that's what the fate girl could have.

To get killed her innocence in the screams of her mother,

To  get killed the love, she had for her father,

To get killed the chances to have a loveable family,

As the time passed she became anomaly.

All her life, she has seen, was those abuses,

Fights, where his father had a hand on her mother that caused bruises.

A ******* her way now ,
when she turns 18, she denies to get a approval certificate,

Eyes rolled over but she knew the fire in her belly is adequate.

Looking back at the fragments ; Maybe the girl cries or smiles

What matters the most that she walked miles.

let us talk about that moment
where two strangers wake up together,
where reason is no longer dormant
and all the lust evaporated like ether.

and when the sun would rise
and shine on their lost bodies,
they would find theirselves dive
into the light's luscious *****.

because night is their secret keeper,
their key to a lock of dreams and lust,
while day is a cruel truth seeker
which none of them could ever trust.

you'd expect this to be the start
of a fairy tale, a long lasting love story,
starting with breakfast in a tiny mart,
ending with a ring in all its glory.

but then again, let's not be deceived
by the bare skin they shared
and the tension they relieved
during their alcoholic glare...

Because *** is just ***,
Plain and simple, like a treadmill run,
Having nothing to do with love
And everything to do with fun.