I know a Riddle
It is short, and simple
But is also hard to solve
I've sailed in the sea of thoughts for nights
I've wandered to the land of minds so far
Still, I didn't get the answer
So I am now here
Seeking help to find the answer

I know a Riddle
This thing has no strings attached,
but has feelings within

I know a Riddle
What is it called when you are more than friends
but less than a couple?

"Stop looking at me like that."*

"Like what?"

"Like you love me. Like I mean something to you. Because, heck, I *don't."

Don't think you have been rejected. I love you but I don't. I'm sorry that i lying to you, yelled at you. Seriously i didn't mean to be like that. I want you to forget about me and start your life with someone who is better than me. I'm not good enough for you, believe me.

It's almost midnight
and I'm stuck here
laying on my bed that wraps me so tight
in warmth and comfort
I wish I could stay here forever
where it is safe
where it is soft
but I'd be lying if
I told you
I wouldn't leave my bed
for you

I told myself I had a crush on you
I lied
it was no longer a crush
it  was a slight obsession

I told myself I would get over you
I lied
I fell for you
I can't get out of this hell hole

I told myself that I've lost hope
I lied
There was a piece of me
that could not let you go

I told myself you would
never fall for me
but I got a something from the
way you looked at me

I told you I didn't like you
I lied
Please look into my eyes
and see my pain of lying to you
Please just see me
Notice me
Find me

I finally told you in a letter
about my feelings for you
but by now
it would be a lie
because I've given up
to prevent the pain from
eating me alive for these pass months

They can't tell how the other feels,
They can't see that there's something real.

What bitter sweet tragedy,
That they can't see.

She secretly loves him and he secretly loves her,
A mystery how such thing can occur.

They don't tell one another,
How much they love eachother.

Such a shame,
That life had to put them in this game.

Keeping the truest of love apart,
Never giving it the chance to start

She wore flowers in her hair
And anger in her eyes
Had a strong hate for her father
And thought birthdays were stupid

He memorized every notch in her spine
And made a home for himself in the gaps between her fingers
Playing dot-to-dot with her freckles,
Became his new favorite hobby

Tattoos adorned his arms
Expressing himself in ways words never could, for ink could not stutter
He smoked too many cigarettes, and gazed at her through hooded eyes
The kind that could only be found in the depths of the alleyways you avoided

She looked at him as if he had hand selected the stars,
And was responsible for the moon
Right next to her love for the Rolling Stones, he was there
Swimming through her bloodstream

He had deceived himself into believing he did not love her
For she was his Abigail Williams
And she always said,
"God damns all liars"

Maybe my minds too occupied by you to fall for anyone new
Maybe I've lost connection with the world the day I connected with you
Maybe there's a possibility that your my light at the end of the subway tunnel
Rushing at me, ripping the darts of winds, surrendering my body to the fat tides of air fanning my hair in every direction, stopping in front of me, doors opening, maybe it's you taking me on the ride to the next stop, where to darling ?
And if it's you I swear I recognized it long ago, the day I heard your loud laugh and turned around to see your foolish self for the first time,
the day we sat on the train side by side listening to the soft hums in each others headphones
The day you ran into me at the station, then again in the cafe I swear it was you when you remembered my full name
And you caught me by surprise with your stupid jokes
Your familiar chuckle and arrogant confidence
I stumbled across it only when you killed your vibe, lost touch with stamina and slowed down to catch up with me
and then it came again a year later when we were making fun of each other's paintings
It's hard not to fall when there's 101 things we share the same
We relate to each other I knew it when I felt you click in that part of my brain
The part that said the one that's been hidden all along
Has found his way to you some how
The time is now
So maybe I'm not the girl I used to be a year ago, willing to give anything a shot cause it's worth the risk
Maybe I've made enough mistakes and learned from them and I'm ready now to found something real, only if you insist
It was that moment of silence when I fell for your presence
When you weren't around me I missed our essence
Maybe it's too much to expect in a matter of passing weeks
But if this works out I promise I'll never leave.


- p.m

You're used to seeing that face of stone.
You're used to trying and ending up alone.

What you do not notice are the soft roses that bloom on her cheek
When you compliment her. And when you insult her, the rain in her eyes that leak.

Do you not hear the woodpecker, caged in her ribs, when you come near?
Or feel the frost on her skin when you pretend not to care.

You believe the weeds of lies that force their way through her cherry lips.
And when you charm another,  you don't see the red marks in her palm (the size of pips).

But the question on your tongue you would never allow to escape,
And the honest answer she would not tell you until it's too late.