Afiqah 16h

you’ll meet them
somehow and feel them
in foreign or even familiar places
they’ll break and hurt like hell
in such unpretty, intricate ways like no other
but don’t hate them
instead, learn to love them as much
let them be the most magnificent part of you

this is why you’re here
this is where you’ll slowly grow to find your bit of soul

-a.

Today I've learned why
some stories have open endings
and how grotesque paintings
cost millions.

Like when I secretly
peeped through the glass
portion of the door
when she was nearing
the end of her routine.

She spun perfectly balanced
with the tip of her toe, eventually
settling in a form
of a bow rose hunter.

It was confusingly stunning.

I couldn't understand
half of what transpired but
I guess that's the whole point.

I get to dream
while she keeps her privacy.

dedicated to a brilliant friend.
Afiqah 2d

mornings
became a lot gentler
and nights were gloriously
cherished the most
and all at once,
the sound of our beating hearts
euphorically
became my only favorite tune

-a.

Afiqah 4d

growing up
isn’t gonna be comfortable
it’ll be weary and continuous
and somehow,
we will also be quite fascinated
by many of these hopeless little chases
for perfect things
learn to search for the will to live decently
and keep trusting your worth

there’s plenty of magic left for you here

-a.

Afiqah 6d

we’re not made to be
a goddamned slave for you
so, go get your sick
mentality and filthy acts together
somewhere else
and stop draining the shit
out of our hearts dry
for YOU clearly, don’t fucking deserve
any kind of our goodwill

-a.

Afiqah 7d

learn to love your love
this is where you’ll slowly begin
to root along with life’s many visitations
this is not your destruction
this is your birth
and this, too,
will be the closest thing
we’ll ever get to seed the chance
while we have to live loving again

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

my heartlines
made a crib out of your love
and here I am,
still trying to beat a pulse back
still wanting to slip into your midnights
just wasting time away with the stars
and watch our hearts happen

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

the moon has its time for us
and I’m glad it gave us its space
in between midnights
where we found our hearts mostly tangled
fabricating itself
into something poetical
as if love once met us
somewhere before

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

it’s a fickle sort of thing we do
hanging around with
these little terrors
amidst the feeling of fullness
accompanied by the bitter ones, too
that stagger along in fragments in our vessels
it became such a contradictory
for some of us still finds the ‘better'
from the opposites
of whole

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

it all felt as if
you already seemed
to have my heart even
at its most naked and ugliest state
long before our hands know
how to be together

-a.

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