on a night like this
i kissed your lips goodbye
for you were headed into tomorrow
and i to the sweet summer sky

You never know ,
How they put a smile on their face,
And our bitter words,
hurt them even further.
They become more alone,
When we don't want to,
understand what they say,
And this feeling hurts a lot.

You never know,
How they sleep at night ,
How they suppresses their thoughts,
And questioning their will to wake-up.

You never know ,
How they put their words in a poem,
That they feels good,
But People don't like that either.

i could carve the moon
out of the sky
and serve it on a silver platter
but still
it would not be enough

Esther Krenzin

Never tell me you'll love me if you just end up disappearing on me
Never tell me all the pain you've faced if we couldn't face them together
Never tell me you won't hurt me if you'll leave me regretting everything
Never tell me you're here for me when you hardly see what I'm saying with my eyes
Never tell me to keep my promises if all you do is break every promise you made
Never tell me to love you unconditionally if you give conditions to your love
Never tell me you'll be my sun if you're the darkness that has no ending
Never tell me you're sorry if you keep doing everything you apologize for time after time
Never tell me you are my everything if all you do is take everything precious to me
Never tell me you're complicated if you think all i do is complicate things
Never tell me you feel alone if all you do is push me farther and farther
Never tell me you know me when you don't know the conversations i have in the dark
Never tell me all you did for me if all you did was make hate the time i wasted
Never tell me you tried your best if your best meant doing nothing
Never tell me you'll the fix the pieces if all you did was make smaller pieces
Never tell me anything ..Never tell me lies

If he held me again today
I'd collapse into his being
In anger and regret
And thankfulness
Otherwise there'd be no change
He was once all of my heart and mind
Not only occupying my thoughts
Fogging them
I did not think of me
I thought of us
A fragile concept
One of the past

If he held me again today
It would be the last

the more I endure
the more it hurts
the more I smile
the better it gets
because every smile
has the power
to uplift the pain and sorrows