I've seen a better part
Of overwhelming emotion
It's strange
An ebb and flow
Of apathy and actually
Living
Feeling an emotion
Feeling a feeling
Feel
When your body
Is alive
And your mind is trying
To let it slide
Behind
I am fine
I am
Life is beautiful

Talk like no one's listening,
Enjoy life like you own everything.

~A.d |26 March 2015

Those November days I ought to know so well;
How they might often pass like a quick breathe,
Amidst you at once, and soon leaving nothing left.

The puddles after storms would emerge standing swamps;
And the cloudy sky would cast a constant haze.
Around, silently, life would go on, for countless days.

My journal would saturate like that of one
A bard weeping who had cried upon
           Just a mild tune to cast a moment away.

it's been two months and no reply,
the memory of you never dies,
don't know if i still love you or just need you,
in between both i know i miss you.

if you do come back i know we won't last,
you'll always be just like in the past,
but if you change and want to stay,
i'll kiss your lips and hope it's not a phase.