I. Glass & Ghosts
Writing my name in a mirror of breath,
watching it vanish like I was never here.
Flesh remembers what time forgets,
but the winter smiles—
as if it knows something I don’t.

II. Streets & Scars
The city hums with untold stories,
where fathers are echoes
and lovers are lost in the fog.
Blind footsteps, heavy with fate,
scars rise like prayers in the wind.

III. Fire & Falling
Lungs filled with the weight of old wars,
teeth clenched against regret’s bite.
Stars don’t whisper,
they scream.
And some nights, I swear,
they burn just for me.

IV. Midnight & Memory
The river carries reflections of ghosts,
the moon is a silent witness.
Some things break quietly.
Some things burn forever.

l looked forward to a goodnight
not a goodbye

l wish l could bid you farewell

I spend too much time imagining
thinking, writing, dreaming
about someone who will never be mine.

You shoot hurtful words and expect me to  smile

My emotions are not bulletproof

Every once in a while I look up in the sky,
only to realize that our time is passing by
I looked at you and you looked back at me
the sparks I once saw before, has been gone for so long.
Sneaking out late at night has become your habit,
if you're happy with her, why not just say it?