Memories that haunt,
Notions that my heart never moves past and the
Lessons that'll forever last,
Were all given by the one that I sought.

Lucid dreams echoing through endless nights relentlessly reminding the fact that the day that the tireless heart stops,
is not so far.

Sometimes my heart really longs for the thorns despite the fact they bleed me red ,because
the  scent of that dark rose,
My dark rose!!,
makes it all worthy.

The day you decided to cede me.
My mind became
deadset on hating you
but
My heart ,oh that da×n thing just sacrificed my mind because it thought
so
to hate you.

Hate is not the opposite of love because you still give a **** about that person and thats why you hate em .
The actual opposite of love is apathy ,where you stop caring about them, when nothing concerning that person like their happiness,sadness,grief,well being,heartbreaks,victories,failures not any crap or anything even remotely attached to them affects you is when you really moved on from them.

Six sigiled stars and serene silence  saved his soul for sixteen years in a saline bath,

A seline girl with six chaming words severed his soul solicitously

A six minute call without a second thought kept scribbling scars on them  for eternity

The six sigiled star seeked serendipity

I told you I was brittle
  I told you I would break
I told you I won't  be able to move on if you won't stay  
You promised you were different
You promised you'll let me stay as one You promised to make me strong

You did keep your word  
You did make me strong but  
You never told you were gonna vanish with all the bits and pieces,
shattering even the last
that's left of me.

My dear For eon's  
I searched for closure ,
Closure on  what blended us together ,
Closure on what melded us forever,
Closure on what made us care for each other up until this very moment,
But dear after so much time I had to realize the very truth,
Our closure , it was never out in the world keeping us far from each other.
It was here right here
infront of us the whole time.

It lied in us being closer in this moment than the last,
drawing each other's breath
Till the air will no longer be a concern,
Till our hearts consume each other's soul,
Till I become yours and you ,while you become mine and me that's exactly where our Closure lies.

From sweet savouries to saline seas nothing can be preserved.
Forever.

From promising to fight for each other,
To sarificing each other inorder to safeguard each other from ourselves
we both understood what's love ,
the hard way.

I will never know ,if you had found your perfect love ,from the bottom of my heart I really hope you do
but
I do know
the one perfect thing you will never have.

He was sterile .
She was virile .
Their love was fragile.

He gave up on love.
She gave up on him.
Love gave up on them.

He flew half way around the globe to find riches resources and
meaning of life.

She strode through sickening seas insearch of honor and pride.

Love didn't care neither did Life
but
Life made sure both paced halfway around the globe just to find each other again.

Some can't be Loved and
Some can never love
but there are
Some
withered souls
who will never love as they already know
Their heart lies with their one and only.

She said "home is where the heart is" maybe sometimes it becomes the place where the heart just used to be.

When  ghouls and ghosts of a haunted past hunts down
Mason's of a future,the brigadeless shadows dwindle through the riverly course of time,
For all that remains  within are the dreads of dead alongside rubbles and rummages of your memories that'll never sink in the spoils of my mind.

Losing you was easy until my silly heart realized that It lost itself.

Oh dear , I don't wanna get entangled with the miseries of my present for I always reside as the prisoner of my past.
I don't know where my path ends but I certainly do know I lost the only light I have ever known.
I don't feel the warmth of the sun.
I don't feel the gentle breeze skimming through my skin.
I don't feel the liveliness of my life.
I don't know how incompetent my feelings have evolved.
I no longer care about anything . I am no longer capable of grieving someones loss.
I think I have grown extant.

Sometimes it's better for me to act as if I am a complete stranger to myself.
Sometimes it feels as if it's better for me to make myself scarce.
Sometimes it feels better for me to not feel myself at all.
Sometimes I do understand that I won't really have any one who loves me .
Yes Sometimes the reality that I live with scares me alot but it's not gonna make it any better,
So I really do hope that sometime someones gonna look at me like
I am
something different ,
I am
something beautiful ,
I am
Something that's worth living for,
Something that makes them feel as if I am enough,
Sometimes somethings can just be hoped for .

Somewhere between
talking for hours and hours
and
avoiding each others line of sight ,
Every one of us here
understood how
a beautiful,lovely, heartfelt lie
can be portrayed as
love.

A heart that gives never gets.