You put me away
Sat me down on your highest shelf
To be admired,
But all I ever got to be
Was *forgotten.

You can't love a corpse,
whether it's beautiful or not,
you just can't.

Guess that's why you left.

Spinning,
Spinning,
Topsy turvy,
Curly,
Whoopsies.

Falling,
Falling,
Falling,
To the bottom
We go.

In ruins,
We cherish,
In tears,
We rush,
In murders,
We trust.

Bitten once,
Stabbed twice,
Crying still,
You call me thrice.

Curse the horrifying heavens
That braise us and raise us
For we have sinned
And truly need help.

Wisdom says that your thoughts shall grow,
But who said wisdom is the one to trust?
Don't listen to nonsense,
Failure is the best remedy, child.

Restricted claustrophobic sociopaths,
Beckoning upon the naïve,
But with arrival,
Flourishes of blooming impending death.

Things have changed,
But for the better my dear.
We have learned from our mistakes,
Promised to change and the
Future
Blossoms with possibility and promise.

I'm so excited to see where we will go.

You finally got past my defenses,
all the fences I put up,
but I refuse to let you keep going.

You surge forwards, shoving me aside,
and you entered the chamber of my heart.

Now you're stuck inside,
no way out.
I warned you.
Guess you're stuck there now.
You'll have to deal with my incompetence.

Angel chained to the Earth,
beaten down,
locked in the basement,
kept down there to suffer.

You have been away from the sun for too long,
my dear.
It it time to spread and stretch those wings again,
let the warmth radiate on your face,
to leave the hatred you grew in
like fungus in the dark.

Take your hand in mine,
and I'll lead you to the light again,
where you can join the others,
and fulfill angel dreams.

I'll be waiting.

I'll be your demonic little angel! ;)

I've finally got you in my grasp,
My heart pounding,
My smiles growing,
My butterflies more vicious than ever.

Just when I've finally wrapped my kind around
The impossibilty of you-
You're such an unbelievably amazing person, you know-
Everything seems to drag you away.

Now I'm only holding onto a few fingers,
My desperate clutch yearning
To rock your body once more,
But nothing ever seems to be okay.

Death invited you through his door,
Pushed you in
So you lay there,
Foot in,
Foot out.
Him holding your left hand,
Me holding you right.

I need to pull harder.

Since when does
Someone's looks
And physical and ****** appearance
Matter?

As long as your nice,
Understanding,
Basically have a beautiful soul
Now that's,
That's what matters most.

Swallow those tears.
Turn your face away.
Blame the allergies.
Smile.
Show some teeth.
Laugh.
Put away all the insecurities.
The thoughts the demons whisper in my ears.
The terrible heartache that claws at your chest when you think of him.
The urge to yell and scream,
To burst into tears and punch a wall.
To be mean to everyone.
To prove that you're a *****.
Just stop.
Smile.
You are fine.

Pretend.

Fake it till you make it, right?
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no one cares anyways.
don't burden anyone.
don't let them come close and see the mess that you are.
you're gonna hurt them anyways.

With every whisper,
a smile ending the sentence.

It's the quiet ones that you should be terrified of.

Maybe I do this
To escape.

i want to
take my slow time
meandering down
down and down your pale chest,
kissing every birthmark,
every part of you,
every so slowly as you shiver under
my soft touches.

i want to trail my cool fingers from ur lips
and grip you close to me
as the blood rushes to every piece of you i touch.

i want to make you mine.

You know all those songs you introduced me to?
All those songs we used to listen to together?
I still listen to them today
Even though you're long gone and I'm still stuck in the quicksand of our love.
It hurts, but it's okay.

The memories flood back to me and
I welcome them all wholeheartedly.
For it reminds me of better days
Where the blue from the oceans stood out more
The crimson hues of the sunsets painting your very being
Where your onyx eyes bore far away
Past me and our galaxies.

And I always asked you, 'what do you see?'
And although you never really told me I still thought it was perfect for it was so worthy of your attention.

Now that that's all over and you've blown yourself away like the sand on the rocks
I can't help but wonder though.
Amidst the waves you sailed away from me by
During the thunderstorms you know I sent you
Did you ever look back to me
To us?

Worst of all,
I am eager to bring you all your desires
Upon a single solver platter
Filled with marmalade dreams
And sun filled kisses.
To whisk away poisonous stares
And penetrating dreams of torture.

Maybe once long forgotten it will come back,
With a little bit of sweetness and
A sugary aftertaste.

Sometimes I let my mind wander
And sometimes
It leads itself into
Voids of despair,
All on its own.
It'll find a thought,
And stay nestled in its cold
Embrace,
Thoughts like,
"He's done with your ******* and doesn't love you," (my personal favorite and current one- it always gets me)
"Everything is going to go to ****,"
"******,"
"Idiot,"
"There's no point for you to live."

But I always climb out.
I just...
Sometimes lose a limb or two,
And stay for a bit longer than necessary.

The remedy to a tough day,
The antibiotics,
The ointment
To sooth away all my pains
Is you.

I miss you like you don't even know-
And all the things I whispered to myself
As the days go by,
its not working
and the words just disappear into the wind.

The shaking to my aching bones
miss your every embrace,
the solace and life you breathed into them
turning more brittle by the minute.

I think it's just me though.

Drowning, drowning in this fathomless abyss of unrequited love, where so many have fallen before

Air,
The need for air--
So strong--as strong as the need for you in my life.

Oh, how I swoon at the thought of just
being there, by your side,
maybe even in your arms...

The waves rock my heart
Back and forth...
A lullaby starts to ring in my ears
Your name,gently spoken
By the water

But this does nothing to calm
the canniballistic urges that
crowd and overpower my being.

And then there's me.

You know what's the best compliment?

                                                    ­               *You have a pretty soul.

Don't ever write me a love letter.
I just might end up falling in love.

Don't look at me.
I don't want to get any ideas and get starry eyed.

Don't flirt with me.
I will remember everything you say
And store it in a tiny compartment in my heart.

Don't hug me.
I will only crave more once I have a taste of those drugs.

Lastly, most importantly,
Don't ever fall in love with me.
I don't want my heart to be broken
And I don't want to break yours either.

I had a friend...

She would keep a smile on everywhere she went,
always cheerful,
always a glimmer in her eyes,
full on happy.

She helped everyone she saw,
she was a friend to most,
friendly, outgoing, kind.

One day,
she left.
The flowers began to droop,
the clouds darkened overhead,
the tears falling.
The sky began to cry and lament for her,
the children she once greeted out on the streets,
they too left,
hidden away in little cupboards
the smiles she used to give and receive,
ripped off of faces
and replaced with agony.

Maybe it was because
what we all thought was right,
maybe it wasn't alright.

We've been circling around ourselves
and not others.
Forgetting about her when she needed someone most.
"Do unto others what you want someone to do unto you"
A lie.
She waited.
She hoped.
She smiled and hoped everyone,
yearning for someone to help her back.

No once came.

No one cared to ask,
"How are you really?"
Even as she stood expectedly, waiting to burst in grief and tears,
just wanting to be held.

But the only one that matters most is you, right?
Hah.

You're an ocean away,
Yet today I feel like you're right next to me.

Thank you for wrapping your
Strong arms
Around me and shielding me from the onslaught of my demons.

Last night,
I dreamt of you.
For the first time,
It was so real...
You were there to comfort me,
As we just lay in bed,
Watching tv
Kissing,
Snuggling,
healing.

When I woke up,
You weren't there,
And reality ran me over with a truck,
And I realized it will only be
*just a dream.

There was a death in the room.
Everyone in the room lay still and silent,
Heavy with and unknown weight
That sagged and sunk.

All was eerily quiet,
Not a sound to be heard.

But then-
A burst.
A cry,
A shout!

He had arrived and he brought life,
Miracles and spectacles to behold,
And there was glory!
Oh such glory!
Everything sprung to the occasion,
And suddenly the room was alive
And vibrant and bursting and oh so happy, for he had arrived.

The 14th of February.
La fête d'amoreux.
The one day that actually encourages
More public displays of affection.
Isn't there already enough?
Thanks for reminding me how lonely I was.

I used to despise Valentine's Day.
I still kind of do.
Mais, maintenant, ce n'est pas une grande problème.
Actually, I kinda look forward to it.
Gives me an excuse to be even more affectionate.

I understand now.
I understand the public displays of affection,
The loving way people stare at each other,
The dazed looks in people's eyes.
I understand.

But you are more important than me.

Was reading past emails again...
got really blushy and embarrassed
just like the first time I ever read your replies...
I wanna cry now... I miss you so badly.
Not the flirting, not your adventures,
but I miss the way you made me feel:
important.
You made me feel like someone wants me for once,
and sees me the way I see them,
in that wonder, with that intensity.
I hope you're okay, mon cher.
I want to be the one that carry your worries,
to help you through tough times.
Sometimes, it's better to worry about someone else
than yourself.
In fact I prefer it.

Did I say I miss you yet?

I've been trying to pull everything apart
the echo of your steps down the lonesome corridor
the soft touch of your fingers as they twirl my hair
the soft voice you used to sing in
the scent of you on my clothes
every memory in every place
everything leads to you
but no matter how hard I pull and pull
every memory comes snapping back
every time I come so close to pulling you all out
pulling pulling
all the kisses and hugs
all the scents and sounds and sorrow
can't seem to go away

You've haunted me,
left me to wail and cry
to no end
no mercy
there's nothing I can do
nothing that will ease my pain
you're gone...
you're gone...

Is it possible to love someone too much?

*Yes.

I guess my body has come to realize
That it won't see you in real life
At least,
Not any time soon.
It won't hear from you,
And it can't remember
What it was like to laugh with you,
To have an actual conversation with you...

It finally realized this,
And I guess...
I guess that's why it keeps trying to hold on,
Putting you in my dreams,
Making sure you are there
So I can never forget.

But with this,
The sadness always rolls in.
The longing of how things used to be.
The merriness of it all.
Come back home.

I found you again
Siting at the park
With discarded roses
At your feet,
Looking for a way to get back to me,
To hold me like you used to.
I'm glad I found you-
You would've never found me,
I was lost too.

It's a murderer I swear,
It sneaks in
In the middle of the night,
And strikes upon
Vulnerable hearts
As we cry out
In tears and in vain
For it has already sunken its teeeth.

Dear,
How far would you go
To save the one you love?

Your name fits so well in my mouth,
I can roll it around,
Like a ball,
Fling it across,
Catch it.

The pursing of swollen lips,
Just to whisper your name in agony
And yearning,
It feels so
right.
Like it's meant to be said.
To be heard.
To be known.

You're the first person
to ever realize
that we're falling apart.
Congrats, Luis,
for once a guy has actually cared about
the stature of our current relationship,
which is to say,
that it's slowly deteriorating.

The only difference between me and you is
That you'll be able to move on
And I won't.

We once were close,
you once entrusted me with everything that burdened you,
and I've held onto it this whole time, waiting to put it in the grave with me when the time comes.
But you're all gone.
I miss you guys, the weight feels lighter and lighter nowadays as you guys come and reclaim it.
Don't go...
don't leave me here, alone to worry about myself and to deal with my own devils...

I like to imagine
what would it feel like
tucked away in your arms.
Oops.

We were nothing but children trying
to find our way in the world
Clambering our way over corpses
and clinging onto sweet nothings
until we found each other
and grew to be
adults.

It's hard to leave
The things you hold dear to your heart,
Its hard to leave your home,
The things you hold oh so close to you...
But sometimes the wild
It beckons
And sends you a crooked finger
Motioning for you to come closer...

I may be a butterfly to you,
but moths can be mistaken for butterflies.
It's a common mistake everyone makes.

I'll just buzz around at your window,
seeking your light, your warmth,
but once you let me in,
I'll just fly around, pesky and all.

You see, I need your night-time lightning
more than you need my silent thunder.
I'm attracted to your night-time lightning,
just like everyone else.
The warmth,
the buzz,
the light it brings.
Who wouldn't want to get to know you?
But silent thunder?
Who needs that?

You see, my dear,
Lightning best thrives in the dark,
it shines brighter then.
Me?
I follow the night-time lightning,
trailing behind it everywhere it goes.
People forget I'm there,
they are too much in awe by you
to remember me.
But that's okay.
I'm the ugly one,
and I still can't believe that you
the lightning of the night,
the savior of the broken,
the luminosity that breaks open the sky
and reminds us that there's always hope even when things are dark,
you let me stay with you...

And for that,
I love you ever more,
and would like to thank you
from the bottom of my soul and heart.
I will serve you in the best way I know how.