"Words doesn't hurt."
They said.
"Come on, be tough."
They said.

"I care about you."
They said.
"I love you, always."
They said.

I fall for what
they said.
I got hurt and bruises from what
they said.

After all,
everything that they said
are nothing,
but empty promises and lies.

i have nothing left to lose
and so much more to gain

For all the times
we’ve spent on yearning
each other’s bodies;
tracing lifelines on each other’s skin —
to kissing all the specks of stars on our tongues.
I would’ve waited an eternity
for a far-flung reality
than end the flickers of wonder that is you.
Taking you all in.
The beauty.
The absurdity.
The other side of fear.
Oftentimes disheartening.
And knowing that nothing is ever promised.
Waging wars on myself
To let go of the hope burning inside me.
Running towards trepidation.
Gasping for air,
of time running out.

Are you truly ready for your desire
To become a full burning bonfire
That would mean the wanting
Has been received
Then crystallized
Not just a fuzzy dream
And fuzzy dreams are easier to digest
They don’t need actualization and self-respect
Wanting is just needing and that feels the best
A passion pines a promise token
For my wanting once received
Can’t be a promise to be broken

I made important promises i thought i could keep...
            But its getting so hard to try not to bleed...