oh my love,
i will bring you to the most beautiful of places and kiss you desperately so everything once beautiful will remind you of me.
i will adore you so tenderly itll feel as if youll never be loved again.
i will make you crawl back to me,
and the storm that is my heart

you promised me forever,
and all i got was a chapter in your book.

The very wavelength you create
And fortunate eyes; windows of
Note your brilliant spectrum
Opposite; unseen mine.
To be a single blinks worth;
To fill heaven's skies

"Oh, love is a journey with water and stars,
with drowning air and storms of flour;
love is a clash of lightnings,
two bodies subdued by one honey."


– Pablo Neruda, "Sonnet 12"

and once again i fell into a pile on the floor
crumbled into the lack of person i am
i have lost everything
i am nothing,
but a pile of ***** clothes on my bathroom floor.

And with a sincere smile,
she looked to the stars
knowing the future was worthwhile,
even, with a thousand scars.