Goodbye to a part of you;
Not all, as we remain entwined.
Decided to stay friends one day,
Which cut off a choking vine.

This vine, we called it romance,
And intimate contact.
We loved parts of one another, but not enough,
And that’s okay, in fact.

I’m proud, friend, that you told me;
I thank you for your trust.
It means we can find someone who we can fully love,
And still hold each other up.

Goodbye to the part of you
That lies open just for me.
Goodbye to a future life and house;
I’ve thrown away my key.

We’ve put away our photos,
Yet treasure the memories.
What we had is over, but not gone;
We honor history, you and me.

You told me if we must ever part,
To first say goodbye.
I will, but will work to never have to,
Because you’re pretty cool, my guy.

broken hearts

in my eyes

in the corner of the matinee

like a shadow cast aside

another balancing act

on the edge of a knife

firecracker lies

scattered

all over the conversations

moth and flame game

the prize: your fire

the price: my peace

my love is your hostage

i am afraid

that you might **** it with ease

your gleam

your silent attack

makes me want to slip

through the crack

of a broken tile

the heat

subsides

for each passing mile

runaround

cooldown

till you forget

that you forgot me

where will i be?

who knows...

might even

take off with the crows

With hand sculpted verity,
I’ve fixed the flimsiest frame,
Suiting for my narrow view.

Contoured to my convenience,
Auto shaded by defense,
I’ve shaped lies– it’s nothing new.

Contained by intense borders,
My framed lies appear separate,
However, this is untrue.

With self-awareness clouded,
The frame shields me from myself,
But is it not fair to you?

I am not Papa’s princess,
Nor a prince’s princess.
I am a princess without a crown,
Without a sparkling gown.

No fairy tales define my name,
No royal blood, no fleeting fame.
I don’t need a kingdom or throne,
For I am a princess on my own.

No glass slippers, no golden ring;
I am a princess without a king.
I walk alone, no hand to hold,
For I am the one who makes me whole.

I am a princess without a knight;
I fight my battles, I own my fight.
My strength lies within me.
No footsteps to follow—I create my own destiny.

So call me not pari, frail or weak,
For I am strong and unique.
I am a princess, wild and free,
A queen of my world, no limits for me.

The first time I met you,
it wasn’t love at first sight.
Instead,
it was a slow melody,
building to the most earth shattering crescendo.

you always push everyone away
when things are not going your way
i know that this is what you're used to
but i hope you realize i'm here too
please don't let your mind drown you

you said you needed space
but i fear that you might forget
the warmth of my presence
the joy when we talk until midnight
the happiness when we share coffee

i just don't know what to do
should i give you space or stop you
but one thing for sure, and this i know
everything will fall into its right place
so please let me share a light with you

It’s late, and I can’t sleep.
I’m thinking about the way your
hand always felt so weightless in mine,
but the absence of it—of you—
feels so heavy.

It’s late, and I can’t sleep.
I’m thinking about the way
the beat of your heart
and the waves of your breathing
created a rhythm just for my soul.

It’s late, and I can’t sleep.
I’m thinking about the way
the skin crinkles at the corners of your eyes
whenever you smile or laugh.

It’s late, and I can’t sleep
Cause now I sleep alone
And the bed feels so cold

It’s late
And I can’t sleep