It takes only one glimpse
To see the ocean in her eyes
You dive in without warning
To keep diving to the deepest point
With no return
You know that's the one you need
You realize that's the destiny you seek
The endless happiness to reach for
The dream you've been following all of your life
The moment of love from the first sight
The weakest point of your life
When you're ready to submit your soul
To someone you've yet to say hi!

hi i feel like                                                    
a part of me has
sunken for couple of months.
sometimes i try to sleep
late at night, staring
into my dead computer screen
hoping for some kind of instant
fizz from my fingers to type furiously.
otherwise, it's all just one liners broken
off with a dead-end. i feel like i've been
stuck in a rut for far too long. trying to
get back into writing and hoping to
say a hey, hi, hello to the writer in myself
some time soon.

Hi
You're beautiful
The sun agrees
Anthropological wonder
Space-Time light rider
Careless to be careful
Just because I'm under
Magenta minds eye
Deep intent
Majestic tight bright
I would lick the floor where you stand
Dilated

I've written in anger
And sorted myself out
I've written on drugs
And found new meanings
I've written in sadness
And found that I am beautiful
I've written before bed
And never let my head hit the pillow
I've written about my skin
And no one knows what I am
I've written about what it means to be human
And I still have no answers
I've written while in love
And have had many lovers
I've written in art
And hid the words within the blank spaces
I've written rambles
And each one more absurd then the last
I have written about my adventures
And returned filthy and alive
I've written stolen words from the wise
And spread the knowledge far and wide
I've written to you
And you have read
I've written
And have kept writing.

love is a breath
coveting my chest,
I know that love is like breathing-
nonetheless til death.
if love is like breathing
I don’t know what comes next.

This nothing much more than our story of decay:

Our relationship started as something new and shiny
Yet as we grew, our hearts drifted
But our bodies? they came closer

It is hard to imagine these past three years without your name constantly appearing on my shattered phone screen.
But times have changed,
and now, I'll go on as the shattered one

When you said your final goodbye, I didn't realize that your last three words were going to be, "Sorry, it's over"
Rather than the "I love you's" we had shared over those 938 days

It is truly hard to accept this ending
I wish I could rewrite it; Or at least make a sequel


But I guess I just have to accept the fact that,
"Long story short, it's over"

You are,
This awesome person who really loves to laugh with anyone; to make friends and not enemies; who worries about who's infront of them righ then right now, at that moment.

Because, if not?
Why are you here then?

By taking the risk of letting you go,
I have now gained everything