The soft touch of your lips
Every morning I wake up
You put a smile on my face
Every day I feel I'm new

To you

We changed the pace of fun
Kept moving like we're children
Dozed off on the sofa, cuddling
Skin to skin under the sheets

being in the darkness
that I was,
being isolated
inside these four walls,
left with only a mirror.
I kept looking
but saw nothing,
I kept searching,
but found nothing.
until I met you,
until your eyes coruscated,
iluminating my heart
the brightness was imense,
exilirating.
In years of darkness
my eyes werent used
to such light,
such beauty.
In the mirror
for the first time,
I saw my self,
in my self
I saw you,
in you
I saw love,
in your love
I saw my self,
in my self
I saw that love
existed within me,
within me
a part of you existed
and forever will.

What if I tell you that I don’t need to go back?
Since
I have found my home in your presence

What if I tell you?
That It is you,
Where I belong to?

You are
The only place where residing feels like reincarnating
And I could never be a wanderer nor a stranger in you
—hence I surrender my heart to be left in you

*If I tell you so, would you stay?

If I was lucky, some people would make up stories like I had a crush on him and He had a crush on me and We lived happily ever after.

But we all know that's not going to happen.

So I'm just going to crush the butterflies. **** them before they **** me.

Because let's be real,
He'll forget about me.
And I'll forget about him.

And I'll go on with my life,
Dragging down a list (+1) of men that happened to walk by.

When you know that tomorrow
you may not be alive
because of an uncurable illness
you will change your eyes
you would do your best today
cherishing every moment
savouring the taste of life
seeing everything under a different light.
New hues, nuances and shades
that were hidden from your sight
due to familiarity
because of wrong focus.
What if we decided to live like that?
what if we really made the choice to live and not exist
To be present in the now
Not worrying about the future
or regretting what lies behind.

Cause in the end you may not have an uncurable illness
But there's no assurance that tomorrow our eyes will be able to glare the sunlight.
So live.

Why love seems not enough?
Have I given a lot?
Or have you given me less?
Yet, it seems not enough.

Is it too much take?
I can't give you any less.
I can only give you lots.
Would you take it?

Words were spoken.
How much is true?
What does one weigh?
What does my love value?

Times were spent together.
Yet it was enough.
Here I am alone thinkin'
You could've spent more.

Sometimes love just ain't enough.
Two people fall in love.
Yet it might be unreciprocated.
Is it worth breaking?

At first I was nothing, vast without contrast.
But then I passed all that… I became a dot,
And thought the whole universe was mine
Until a line appeared!
And as that line neared me,
I feared the end of my existence.
But with persistence,
this line convinced me to come along…
So I joined, I now had momentum.
You couldn’t stop me I was all I could be!
But up ahead, another line appeared
and I feared a collision would leave me dead
so I veered left.
And became a right angle,
tangled in a web of myself
and my wealth and my worth.
I’d turned inward once,
so I thought, why not once more?
And as I did this I realized I was traveling parallel to myself, back toward the beginning of my existence.That dot I thought I once was! Suddenly I stopped
because far off to my left I saw a door
I hadn’t seen before.
So I turned inward once more toward that door,
My new destination!
And when I arrived at that door
I realized that I was not a dot,
or a line, or an angle.
I was a square! I was a shape,
give me a cape and I could be a character.
I thought, it doesn’t get any better than this!
This must be bliss this must be…
Awkwardly, I heard a knock, knock knock.
So I opened that door, expecting to find someone behind it knocking. Only all I found was another line descending downward.
So I followed that line into a blinding white space, which I assumed was hollow.
Due to the echo when I yelled
“Hello”… Hello… Hello…
“Is anyone there?”… Is anyone there?…
Is anyone there?…
Unaware of my surrounding the
line abruptly became a point
which diverged perpendicular in two directions.
I became confused as to how one became two? Still, I moved onward.
But then, when two became four I
could no longer ignore the possibility
that I was probably more than
the four corners of this square,
And when four corners became six sides,
eight points and twelve lines
I realized that I had depth!
I was not just a dot, or a line, or a square…
I was a cube! I had three dimensions dude!
And I thought, it doesn’t get any better than this.
This must be bliss this must be…
Then I heard laughter and a voice told
me to unfold myself, and I said what?
And again, quite clearly,
a voice told me to unfold myself.
So I listened, and as I did this
I realized I was not a dot,
or a line, or a square, or a cube…
I was a thought, unfolded into a cross,
accosted by love that seemingly
had nowhere else to go.
And I thought, it doesn’t get any better than this.
This must be bliss this must be…
And again I heard someone laughing
And a familiar voice asked me,
“Do you think this is it my friend?
Do you think it ends here?
Don’t you know, it keeps going!”