Won't see you;
Can't see you

When all these aged impressions and thoughts
Come back
in waves
Of indescernable grey scale feelings

At midgnight
At a busstop
In short shorts with pockets
Full of excuses for wastes

Won't see you;
Can't see you

when the lines blured
and questions slured
out of our mouths
so pretty
so petty

"Where are you
On this frosted glas backdrop?
Where are your hands?
Can you reach out?
And point me to your lips?"

you didn't see;
you couldn't see

that I sat for hours
before mirrors
trying to place
where I'd seen my face
last

reflected reflections back to the reflection

said you love yourself
said you hate yourself
and I reflected
Fight me and I fight back
But love me and I-

Won't see you;
Can't see you

Motion sick on my way
Yeah, the terrain's too uneven
And it goes too fast,
And I don't know
Where to
What for
For whom?


Because
When all these aged impressions and thoughts
Come back
In waves
Of indescernable grey scale feelings
I get swept under
All alone

I’ve dreamed of her twice.
Not the vague kind where faces blur into fog—
but her.
Clear. Real.
As if my heart projected her onto the reel of sleep.

The first time was quiet.
She was there like a hum in the background,
a warmth I didn’t want to lose.
I didn’t reach for her.
But I felt her.

The second time stayed longer.

Her friends were goofing off,
throwing playful karate kicks into the air.
I joined them, green belt pride in my chest.
But my leg slipped—
and I hit her by accident.

Right on the chest.

My heart dropped.
I ran to her side,
whispered,
"I'm so sorry… does it hurt? I didn’t mean to."

Then I hugged her.
Tightly.
Like I was afraid I’d never get the chance again.

She didn’t pull away.
She held me.
Softly, calmly.
Said it was okay.

Her friends walked away.
But we stayed.
Wrapped in silence.

I started to let go.
But she pulled me back.
Tighter.

And so I hugged her again.
Even tighter.

That’s when I woke up.
Blushing.
Breathless.
My heart still hugging her.

I don't care anymore?
I'm not sure yet.
There's still a beat at my core.
Have we ever truly met?

I'm honestly sick
It's deep within my chest
I'm Love Sick
So sorry if I can't be my best

My hearts flame had died
And its gone ice cold
I just need time to apollogize
But every time I'd try it was left untold

I once had a thousand desires
but in my desire to know you
all else melted away.

Somehow everything is the same but all that was is different,
the people, the clothes, me and then there's you.

Karmic retributions keep tilting me away from you,
but hopefully, this time we'll make something that lasts so here's to the tomorrow that's yet to come.

Consequences, repercussions have me always missing you,
I blink twice, breathe once and suddenly there's no trace of you.

I've done my best and I have no regrets,
but maybe you do,
do you perhaps regret me?

But if not so, then where are you?