To write
without hurting
myself
with the
very
thoughts
I want to
remember
forever...

To write
in order to
forget,
hoping that
the words
will ****** away
the memories
from me,
and I'd be a
new page again...

To see you
from afar
without
flinching at
my own
treacherous
heart's
weeping...

To smile
at the
smallest
things, menial
random pieces,
without
seeing
a ghost
of your
person....

To move forward
without
the shackles
you put
without
thoughts,
the heaviness
of your love,
of our past,
and our
seemingly
hopeless future.

To see your face
without remorse,
and smile
without
regrets and
say
'Hi'
to you
without
asking
another
'what-if'...

To
stay with
you
and still love
myself.

*because we both know that it's not just about love anymore

I was:
a little broken,
a little lost on time,
too much,
and not enough
(But I'd swear "I'm doing fine").

And on every cold night
You held me so tight
my pieces fit together
and you filled the holes
left by storms and bad weather.

Too much is nonexistant
and you love that I'm persistant.
not enough is impossible.
And that's what it means
when you tell me you love me
I'm on top of the world.

I want to say time changes things,
because it's the truth about reality.
But honestly, you're the thing
and you've changed me.
but in a better way than time herself could ever dream.
And now, I'll get to watch change with you for eternity.

Today we're together,
and I'm a little lost on time.
'Cuz I'm in love,
and that's enough.
(I'm doing so much more than fine.)

She once told me that i should write about what makes me happy instead of what brings me down. I could write 3 works a day for my entire life and still not completely describe her to the paper. What a flawed system; setting unreachable goals.

Mending broken teacups
Mending shattered glass
A little spot of glue for here
A little more to make it last
But can I ever fix what matters most
Is it possible to mend a broken heart
Probably impossible like mending broken promises
I wish there was a way of mending broken pasts
Like trying to keep a cloud together
Or making forms from dust
But there is a God out there who made impossible work
Once you believe in him impossibilities start
First he forgives you
Forgives all of your messed up past
Then he starts to work on us
And mends our broken hearts

but, my darling
I'd steal health from Hygieia
**** Clotho for your thread of life
and let the Gods forbid me
breathing inside this galaxy
because you, your existence,
means a lot more important
than the all the beauty
they could ever offer me

IMPOSSIBLE

I-Is
M-Mainly
P-People's
O-Obvious
S-Self-
S-Satisfyi­ng
I-Illogical
B-Belief in
L-Little
E-Effort

Her heart is sealed behind unscalable walls
and unbreakable doors
It’s key long ago forgotten
but those are the least concerning
Any weary traveler or brave warrior should beware
of the beast that protects the walls

Rows of ivory razors set in a malicious smirk
strong jaws meant to snap a man in half
unbreakable scales make a gleaming armor of crimson
whose strength has crushed any who travel by

And inside the castle a maiden stays
detached from the world
unaware of the battles that are waged outside
lost in the looming abyss of her mind

And she wonders
is something wrong with her
She is the queen of broken hearts
and she doesn’t even try
And the moment she begins to feel something
she is drawn back by the beast inside

People are bound by ropes and chains
but the weak strings that kept her attached to this world have long since broken

she looks for love but never finds it
she doesn’t know why
she doesn’t even question it any more
just drifts off into her blissful oblivion
but  she doesn’t realize that it is all her fault
The beast is controlled by her savage heart
even if she is oblivious to it
deep down she knows the truth

So in her castle she will stay
behind her mile high walls
and sealed doors
that no longer have a key
protected by a beast and a savage heart
hoping for a brave knight that will never come