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Alya Adzkia Feb 2019
moon, oh dear moon
I wanna discuss about my feelings to you tonight.
I'll explain my pain,
I'll spill out the tea,
I'll whisper those secrets,
I'll break my commits,
I'll pour my tears,
I'll tell you everything, tonight. just tonight.

so listen. listen carefully.

listen to my words and phrases. listen to my cracking voice. listen to my worries. listen to my untold ever stories. listen to my insecurities. listen to me.

you don't need to answer, I just need you to listen.

— moon oh dear moon,
if only I could lean on your shoulder.
Alya Adzkia Jan 2019
the grey sky snapped the most beautiful lights yet terrible sounds that my soul has ever experienced. and I’ve never loved lightning as much as I did on that afternoon.

I get attracted easily by simple beautiful things in this beautiful universe. but the lightning, oh, yes the lightning has taught me that loving something means accepting it all. I love its beautiful flash but I also have to love its awful rhythm.

I love your cheesy laugh but I also have to love your anger. I love your maturity but I also have to love your ego. and oh, I love your beautiful soul but I also have to love your flaws.

— mi amor,
everything everything everything.
Alya Adzkia Nov 2018
our relationship is like
you force the sun to stay on such a gloomy, rainy day
because you need her to warm your soul up
no, she couldn't shine as bright as usual

but you asked the sun to leave at night
because there is a moon
there is a constellation of stars
there are citylights
they brighten up your dark soul

and suddenly you like cold weather

and suddenly you miss a warm morning

and suddenly you don't wanna be interupted by her light

and suddenly you miss her flame

— and

enlighten me,
how can I survive?
Alya Adzkia Oct 2018
the sweet breath of the north wind
the frosty air on my skin
the sunshine is hiding
the bird isn't there to sing
the leaves are wet
the raindrops are falling through these grey clouds

— today's weather isn't friendly,
but your smile warms me up.
(still) can't get over you.
Alya Adzkia Sep 2018
I never knew
that the sound of those raindrops
on my window
the scent of wet soil
after rain
the melodies of these songs
on my spotify playlist
could remind me of you

remind me of the sound of
your lovely laughter
remind me of the scent of
your sweet perfume
remind me of the sound of
your sleepy voice

— I never knew
that missing you
could be this tough.
tu me manques.
Alya Adzkia Aug 2018
nothing lasts forever, they said.
it saddens me, really.
knowing that we also won't last forever, will we?

but right here and right now,
I still can feel the warmth of your arms around my shoulder, sniffing the sweet smell of your perfume
I still can feel the soft gaze of your eyes staring at mine, trying to dive into the ocean of your eyes
I still can feel the gentle touch of your fingertips dancing on my cheeks, making my heart flutter to the seventh sky
I still can feel the taste of being yours, and you're being mine,

I won't give up on us.

— you hear me?
I said I won't give up.
reality never seemed better. don't give up on us.
Alya Adzkia Jul 2018
I chose to be your friend
but you made a mistake
for staring at my eyes a little bit too long
soaked my soul into the ocean of yours

I chose to be your friend
but you made a mistake
for touching me without using your hands
pulled my soul into the embrace of yours

I chose to be your friend
but I made a mistake
for not being able to control falling into you.

— and I haven't done falling.
Alya Adzkia Jul 2018
"are you really in love with me?"

"of course, I really really love you, babe."

then, why doesn't it seem like you do?

because no—not really. you're just in love with the way I always make you feel. like you're the Sirius among my constellation of stars.
because you are.

you just.. you just love my words. you love the way I pour my feelings for you through my poems. you love the way I arrange words and phrases to cheer you up on your hard times. you love the way I appreciate everything you do.

you love the fact that you're special to someone—to me. but you neither give me a feedback nor treat me the way I treat you because you know that I'll always be there for you, whatever it takes.

— of course you are my Sirius,
but darling you're shining too bright,
and I'm burned.
Alya Adzkia Jul 2018
your words have always been as sweet as honey drips from an odd tea in the cold morning.

your actions have always been as kind as the sunflower's patient longing for the sun to absorb its light and attention.

your stare has always been as soft as a rainbow at the edge of the white cloud in the deep blue sky.

your touch has always been as gentle as the wind blows horizontally leaving my skin trembled.

your love has always been as beautiful as a remembered single line in a perfect poetry.

— but I didn't know,
your secrets also have always been as bitter as gall.
Alya Adzkia Jul 2018
you asked me
to understand
while I'm here
staring at blanks
craving answers
for questions
in my head.

and you're not going
to answer
you neither understand
nor tried to.

— you've changed,
so I had to change too,
that it could be fair.
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