A man's heart paralysis,
Has only one catalyst—
When he gives his strong, beating heart
To a girl with a deadly dart.

She’ll push him away,
Leave him out like a stray.
She thought she was sparing him pain,
Hoping he'd love again one day.

Years go by—
He still can’t deny,
His mind stays haunted,
She’s all he ever wanted.

So the riddle now goes:
When a lover turns foe,
What drives the last nail in the coffin?
It’s the woman he was lost in.

Now here he lies,
In a room full of saddened sighs.
She walks through the parlor doors,
Tears crashing to the floor.

Aching at the last goodbye,
Knowing she caused this man to die.

C.K. Orzen

I chased you.
You ran from me.
I missed you.
You came back to me.
I loved you.
You loved me back.
I found my first home with you.
You moved in with me.

I started to fly.
You started to fall.
I resented you.
You wanted to marry me.
I turned your bad days worse.
You didn’t deserve that.
I wanted you gone.
You wanted me back.

I told you I never loved you.
You asked for another chance.
I brushed off your goodbye.
You turned around and died.

I thought I moved on from us.
But you come back to all my thoughts.
I didn’t mean to do this to you.
You didn’t know I was so bad for you.

I want to trade spots with you.
You should still be here.
I didn't know I was your torturer.
You didn’t know I’d be your murderer.

C.K. Orzen

The friendship is so

delicate, we cannot say --


goodbye properly.

My hometown coat don’t fit no more,
the pockets stuffed with memories
of who I was before,
I found new clothes of peacock blue
when I was seventeen
but underneath the seams still pinched
although it wasn’t seen,
plastic buttons tarnished
by things that might have been,
I find no need to keep it,
I'll shed my former skin,
and dump it in a bin-bag
so that healing can begin,
I know some threads will linger
no matter how I try
most will go at the traffic lights
when I wave the past goodbye

she’s standing next to me
the riffs crawl slowly
under her skin,
tunes reaching
something long buried
within.

the sky thickens
with sentient air —
as if we’re sitting
in a drive-through
watching us on the screen.

even the town
is under her spell,
its nightlife dimmed,
and out of the way.

she smells like
imponderable winter air.
with a glance,
she lifts me up
and breaks me
in one breath.

her eyes —
the sea after storm.
my gaze drifts
to her mouth.
her words linger,
honey-crumbed,
after a bite.

a phone chimes —
mine.
i know
i have to go.

‘find your way back to me,’
i think.
i hope.

my heart aches,
she feels it, too.
i’m not ready
to say goodbye.

but i do.

closure is a loaded word, isn't it?

it's like love or hate or happiness or sadness — it means something different for everyone.

some people want a saccharine ending, where all of the loose strings tie neatly into place. they want august rainstorms with long, lovely speeches and picture perfect kisses to dazzle even the coldest of hearts.

some people want an ending to end all endings. they live for the drama they can feel in their gut, that rips open their veins and reminds them they're alive. they need the adrenaline that makes their heads spin.

lastly, some people want to hold on some how, some way — whether that means being friends or best friends or acquaintances who nod at one another when they pass on crowded streets. it doesn't matter because, it's all the same. not every love story lasts, and sometimes, people are better as friends, anyway.

me? i'm not sure. my mind, with all of its erratic twists and turns, and my heart, with its snap decisions, haven't ever been in this sort of situation. i don't have any prior knowledge to what this is like, and any movies that end like this, i leave the theatre before.

i guess what i could say is, given all that happened and the way it ended, all i want is one thing —

closure.

Time in a standstill;
a place still left to fill.
Your lingering scent;
only makes me repent.

Hello, whom I'll never meet,
Never hear, never forget,
Never loose and never find,
Never spot and never mind.

Hello, who'll turn up in my dreams,
Who'll never let me to taste the pain,
Who'll never betray and never lie,
Who'll never depart without goodbye.

I take leave of you, my unknown one,
My unsearchable and remarked for none,
My unnamed and mythic for last,
But so endlessly and sweetly loved.