Going home isn't
necessarily returning
to your house,
sometimes it's about returning
to a certain someone that
makes you feel
at home.

When the world is asleep
Deceitful vanity is cast aside
Along with broken dreams, hope and pride
Gone are harsh, fears and tears
Blissful silence is all I hear
Anchored to reality, I sojourn alone
Yet in this vast serenity, I sense a kindred soul
As the sun slowly creeps into the sky
May we leave the shackles of our body
And on rainbow wings of fairy butterflies
Soar with hands entwined
To mystical worlds of solemn splendor

I lay down and stare at the wall for a second. I can hear myself breathe. Inhale and exhale. I can hear myself feel.

I close my eyes and I see myself walking down the stairs of my parents' house with a long white dress. You're waiting for me. I'm waiting for you. And for a second, among all the screams, the pictures, the kids and the people, there is only you and me.

I can see myself meeting you and falling in love with you. I can see myself not being afraid anymore. God, I wish I wasn't filled with fear. God, I wish I had met you.

But then, I open my eyes and all I see is the ceiling. It is grey. I've always loved this color. It's white and black blended together. It shows that the world is not simple. It's a little happy and a little sad. It's a little tough and a little easy.

So maybe we were meant to wait a little to love even more, to know even more, to be even more.

I
be
mine

not
another's

Soul
be's the medium
in which we exist

I don't know who you are, or where you are,
But something in my heart tells me that you
Are waiting somewhere safe, beneath the stars,
Also seeking, having no single clue.
Maybe I saw you in the sea of crowds,
And smelled the scent of mystery,
Passing me by so quietly like clouds,
Continuing my path upon the sea.
Maybe you are a friend, a wife or mentor,
Or maybe both; It is ungraspable,
To know the future now. I will explore
Everything for now that is practical.
    And so I'll live, from all suspicions free,
    Whoever and where my soulmate may be.

I see the rain

pour from your eyes

And wish only to hide

behind your scented leaves

your rocky plane

Under the water

under the rocks

under the tons and tons

of air.


I will stay right there

between your thumb

between your hair


So let it be known

I am not gone

I am only in hiding

waiting

craving

for my oceans to reach your toes

once again.

Even when I
write about you,
the ink that smudges
upon my hand takes
the shape of you.

I'll never forget that day
you caught me off-guard like that.
The way you so effortlessly
drew my breath away
upon first sight
as if to make room
for what could have been.

Is it wrong to "be in love" with someone who is taken?
For me it's a sin.
Why does my heart always have to search?
It's tiring.
Doesn't my heart ever stop?
My body won't be able to keep up for much longer...
Will I be strong enough for what my heart is about to endure?
It'll have to go through hell.
Will you be there to pick me up when I fall?
No. You'll be far away with a family of your own.
Please dont leave.
I need you.
Where are you?
Why aren't you here?
My heart yearns for your love.
My body yearns for your touch.
My mind yearns for peace...
There it goes... the peace.
Don't go!
Come back.
Please...
All of me calls out for it.
For you.
My soul cries...
It wants its mate.
Maybe your soul is the one?
My souls soulmate...