As my teeth grazes across the sweet, sweet taste of pear,
the summer air dotted with warm and balmy notes fills me up.

                             All the empty spaces between the words I wish to speak
  and the ones that skirt around the edges of my heart.

I know there won't be a moment like this again.
                                                          Wisps and threads of time will not be enough.

Just like how I won't ever have a love like you.

Perhaps in the past, yes.

                                     The present is an ebbing fade-away.

                                                                          The future of us is just my closed eyelids and dreaming.

As I sit here, wondering
You turn me into nothing
in your mind--
I am a bad memory
you are trying to erase;
I am just a nuisance,
a gnat at your ear,
and you swat at me
with indifference
to make me disappear...

But I keep coming back for more--
or is it just that I'm still here...
bothering you,
buzzing in your ear--
forcing you to
think beyond your World,
filling you with
thoughts not of your own:
I am an Intruder to your World

Even though I have a complicated heart
My love for you is still not barred
I love you with a passion so blind
Yet our souls towards each other haven't inclined
Know that I'll love you as long as i breathe
And the day i stop, this earth I'll leave.

To know that I crave for you
With an intensity so deep
Is to know that I love you
Higher than you can perceive.

It is so easy to say "I will stop"
But when you actually try to,
It is so much harder.
So hard to not go rely on something during your bad times,
That makes you escape things for just a little bit.
Gives you a relief like this is the only thing that can save you,
Which at the time ,
It is the only thing .
Always thinking about it,
And wanting it
And just wishing you could do it
Everyday
Every hour
Just wishing that you were able to escape everything  with this
One piece of metal.
And during the time that you are
Struggling
People are around you saying
"You can do it"
"You are strong"
"Do other things"
But it isn't that easy!
Not many people get that..
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It was all the same,
Morning to Morning,
Night to night.
The meaning of beatitude did not exist in me,
Only bleakness enriches my soul.

Little joys in dogs and toys did not entice me,
Neither did the florishing perfums of stores after stores.
A smiles started to become a fabricated motion of crinkling the corners of my cheeks.
Limelight staunched ,
Power in my hands,
And the world at my feet.

The world was no longer colorful,
With hopes and dreams.
Red and blue.
Clouded and pricked.
Black and white.
Vision gray.

It was all the same.
Morning to Morning,
night to night.
My purpose,
The meaning,
Vanished like spring.
It blooomed, it peaked, it died.

It was all the same.
Everything around me turned gray.