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Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
There are ideas
within me
that demand
to live
as words and letters,
that long
to be entwined with
the blandness of paper.
But as soon as
I grab hold of my pen
to make these true,
those ideas
leave me
just like everybody else.
They leave me
empty
just like everybody else.
Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
I guarantee you
that
Love always stays,
to hold you
until the last of your days
or at least
in
old photographs
and
fading scents.
Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
I can never
really complain
of being hurt
when I know
that
we both are.
Instead,
I can only ask --
"What have we done to each other?"
Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
Some feelings
are just like echoes
-heard by nothing
but air
and returned
by nothing
but walls.
Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
Do you know
the difference
between
a lonely heart
and a broken one?
A lonely heart
is seeking for
its missing half
that is yet
to be found.
A broken one
had already
found it
and lost it
again.
Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
When the moon stares on earth like this,
when the vastness of the sky fondles
too well on my loneliness,
when the horizon limits me
with only you to wonder about,
I wish I'could hear your voice
even from an unfathomable distance
even just in a kiss of a minute
- perhaps to see if you're doing well,
Even though I need no further clue
that you’re doing great without me.
And my wanting to hear your voice,
is more of me
not doing well without you.
Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
Because I kept on falling
for the ones I can never have,
I chose to stop falling
and to  finally reach the ground,
only to find myself
broken by the impact.
Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
She's like a classic scene from a movie,
that will forever play on your head.
She's like a vinyl you'll always opt to,
for tunes to soothe the ache of your soul.
She's like your favorite book
that will always grace
the insipidity of your shelves.
She's your evening nostalgia
like a bedtime story
you'll never outgrow.

She's not supposed to stay with you,
and she didn't mean to anyway.
But some love just remain- unfading and still,
amidst the longest distance
this world can bestow,
amidst the most suffocating stretch
death can ever chastise.
Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
They say that
true love is
to give without
asking for anything
in return.
So perhaps,
that's the reason why,
I love you
even though
you love her
And why
you allow me
to foolishly do so,
every day.
Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
I'll give you
something else
to toy with,
so you can leave
my heart
alone.
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