When looking for love you don't need a map
But falling inlove is falling into a trap
Not knowing the destination to the road you're taking
Not knowing whether it's true or its just faking
Wondering whether or not you'll make it
Falling inlove is just toxic
When you fall inlove you give your all
When love shatters your all goes in flames
When you fall inlove you believe you can conquer everything
But when love breaks you don't feel left with anything
Falling inlove gives you hope
The hope is broken when you were not caught from your fall
When you fall inlove you vow to go against all odds to be happy
When you fall inlove you believe the unbelievable is believable
But falling inlove is painful
Sometimes you fall for someone who's not grateful
But does it pay to love someone who's not graceful?
Falling inlove is amazing but in everything there are "but's"...in love too, we find them.
rule number one:
never fall in love unless the feeling is mutual.
you said goodbye
and i swear in that moment,
every part of me wanted to scream
but i couldn't
we are not meant to be
we are on different paths
how sad is that?
two people who love each other
& the universe is making it hard
so goodbye my love
find your way in this world
& never forget me.
never forget the girl that loved you
in your darkest times.
i love you forever
I'm so broken..
I wish I was stronger.
If not for myself, at least for you.
I want to lend you my shoulder to cry on,
but my soul is too weak to ease your burden.
I wish I could take all of your pain,
and bear it as my own.
I yearn for you to see my real face, my heart.
But the fear that surrounds me,
keeps my love locked in.
Unable to reach you.
I'm calling out to you.
Do you hear my voice?
Do you hear my cries?
I'm trying to break open this prison,
I'm trying to reach out to you.
Do you hear me, love?
I'm here. I'm right here...
Please don't walk away...
I swear. I'm trying...
I'm just so broken.
We are all broken. We're human, after all.
You don’t need a love poem
because I can speak freely
to be wired by you, to be pinned
to be worn by someone, i wear you
on my smile these days
Your voice is liquid
Seeping through the cracks of broken bones
Circling cold skin
Reawakening the goosebumps that used to frame my back
That used to frame me
Your voice is desire
Desire of lust
Lust of longing
Longing of former times
Former times filled with liquid
Liquid that runs down my spine and explodes
I’m a million pieces
But a million pieces intertwined with your laugh
A million more filled with your breath
A million, endlessly, in the presence of your heat
You are a fire in the pit of my stomach
Warm, stinging, igniting thick blood
Igniting the coal in my lungs
Igniting what’s left of a frozen fire
Igniting black pupils
And finally, me.
if we're all about
mixed with Radiohead songs
and missing breakfast
in the morning,
if we're all about playing
Russian roulettes with
our anxiety triggers
and chasing them down
if we're all about
and jokes that aren't funny
and telling them anyway
and not saying
i love you's,
i love what we're all about.
i love not saying
i love you's
i love this
kind of us.
and now your body, a shack of boards.
mercury eyes interfering with light
of the initial insect.
above us, the balconies filled with wet laundry.
the sky is exfoliating in millions of sheets
which autumn sprays like a confetti rain over us.
behind the public toilet
an old beggar looks into her ragged bags:
bread, milk bottles, few eggs
a machine for manufacturing loneliness
and in the heart, something deep, unbearable.
her big blue eye
it fills us with terror.