Whenever you feel sad, remember to look up and see the moon. Somewhere and someone is looking at it too. You are not alone

the way life works seriously continues to amaze and surprise me.

you, at some point, meet someone and become negligent to tell them the big stuff about you and your life at first and about the way you carry your messy self.

only to realize you've made a bigger mess.

then, as time goes on, you find yourself telling them things you've never even said aloud before.

you find yourself telling them about the things that trouble you and about the things that make you sad, about the things that make you angry.

you tell them about the things that go on inside your home and inside your head.

then eventually, you find yourself over sharing and being overly comfortable.

why you’ve never met someone who made pouring your words out so easy.

who ever made you feel so safe, comfortable, and at home.

the only problem is that once this realization hits, you try your best to push them away like you did in the beginning, but it no longer
works.

it no longer works because they know your ways and you spill without even trying; your conscious no longer puts that wall up for them.

and well, if you’re lucky, and i mean really lucky, they might just stick around after really getting to know you.

gosh I’m just so heart broken sometimes you know seeing your post knowing he’s better then me just cause the fact he’s close enough to brush his thumb across your cheek but you gotta understand that i love you way more then he could possibly know how to love and that we have a connection. Like i love you like how Dwayne loves Whitley, how Jim love Pam, how cosmo loves Wanda, how uncle jesse loves Rebecca and how Eric loves Donna. Idk honestly i love you more then the word itself and i can’t see myself smiling as much as i do with anyone else but you and i can’t deal with the fact that you are my soul mate and i might not be yours so I’m in turmoil so i can’t help to cry even it makes me look weak it’s November 18th 11:57 PM and i love you and you love me too (or at least that’s why i tell myself) but you’re with him. it’s like i created a universe the sun is losing its shine and flowers are losing meaning and beauty you are the goddess that bless my worlds with happiness but now you’re blessing him with smiles and i know you want me in your life and i want to be in yours but it’s like stabbing a knife in my back and in my chest and i can’t help but to still love you cause it’s you

A voice  gently  called  out
      whispering loudly
from the rafters of silence,
the way canyon walls softly echo
in a warm southern breeze

It seemed as if it were a dream
but eyes wondered wide open

Reaching out for the lingering
empty air that breathes my name

Touching a wafting emptiness
rippling through the hollow void,
  to buoyantly catch sight of
an oasis in another distant realm

Swept away by a seething waterfall,
      the  heart  won’t  let  go ―

 Seized  by  the  calling  voice
 that spates the broken intone

           never  fathoming
                distantness
           was  so  ­far  away

   An  abiding  voice  hovers ―
  a paling  memory beholds a glow
     of someone I used to know
                  by heart



                                                                ­                             .

I could meet someone and go on dates.
We could exchange ideas and thoughts and our number.
But you’d fall in love and call us soulmates.
And that would really be a ******.

I’m sure you’d be an amazing person.
My hearts already taken, I’m in love.
Then our situation would only worsen.
Because then there would be a feeling you cant get rid of.

The person I love doesn’t love me back.
You tried to change my affection, my direction.
But you couldn’t get me off track.
Because she is my selection of perfection and I’m sure you’d have an objection to my rejection.

Because the emotion of devotion that I feel for her makes time move in slow motion.
And you would only end up broken.