Today when the sun was setting,
                          I ran into a friend
whom I haven't seen in a long time.
As the cold air blows, I stopped in my tracks.
And he just p a s s e d me by.

I was a stranger - to someone I considered
                             - a friend.

And it hurt. I was a stranger to him.
Like the memories we shared
               - got taken away by the winds.
This made me feel
the cold breeze up until my nape.

And when the sun finally set,
At least the moon
              - shined brightly to comfort me.
Yet it still made me remember
the memories we shared under it.

Maybe,
        
           I could be an athlete
           I'd win the marathon with
           Running away
                     - from all of my problems.

There is this girl I know - a happy one
She is someone you see in the background
blending in, just written as a bystander.

She is a friend of mine, a precious one
I do not know all of her stories
we were not that close
we just talk unimportant matters.

Now she's been a big part of my life
we were both casted as a bystander
our stories unknown, not wanted to be known.

As time passes by I knew
she wasn't a happy girl
I knew a few of her stories
of how she was hurt
how she deserved much more.

This is for that girl I only knew
then became my friend -  a special one.
To me you are not just a bystander
you are as special as anyone could be
who has a story worth hearing
and a love worth giving.

Because we weren't what we used to be anymore
because all I can do for you is to stay by your side
and be someone you can hold onto
while you pick up your broken pieces.

It seems like fate is done with our story.
I'm the only one holding on
and so all that is left is our faded memories.

oh and a mess of me and my broken pieces.

i know this isn't poetry
but i'm tired of
relying too much
on coffee and
sleeping pills

I'm okay
is by far the
most often
lie I tell
and it's also
the lie that
always gets
me caught

The truth is,

        I'll never find someone
        who despises me
        as much as myself

        and I'll never be able
        to let someone love me,
        'cause they said

        "you have to love yourself first,
              before anyone else does"

But what if I'll never do?

You said
It was happy being with me
but as you got to know me
You left

we're worlds apart
you
&
me
just like in this poetry

I want someone who hugs me from behind.
I want someone who'll kiss me on my forehead before my lips.
I want someone who loves me without really knowing why.
I want someone who I can be myself with.
I want someone who makes me laugh with their own laughter.
I want someone who'll go with all of my craziness.
I want someone I can never have.
I want all of it.
I want you.

sometimes,

I wonder when I'll get to be happy
but then a few seconds later
I contemplate if I even deserve that

and you know what?

I'm starting to think I don't
that realization hurts
but it makes a lot of sense;

What if the sky wasn't blue
or if I ever discover something new
what if all your promises stayed true
all of your I love you's

What if we look at things at different view
will things change for us to come through?
what if somehow we'll make do
and maybe meet again at our rendezvous

Maybe if we stayed true and knew
that someday sunrises will be our view
there's no need to read into
just hold my hand and whisper sweetly

I love you

i've never been inlove before
nor have i wanted to.

i have never been the one to dream about love
to want it, and think how lovely it could be.

i have never slept in the a.m.
just so i could to talk to someone
about literally everything and anything

i have never held a man's hand
that wasn't my father's
or my kid brother's

i have never felt so much happiness
so much that my heart could burst

and i've never felt pain like this before
nor have i cried myself to sleep because of a boy

i never thought that receiving a letter or playlist
could be as romantic as all those sappy movies

i have never gotten my heart broken before










until you.

But love how will I ever get to forget,
your endless laughter echoing through the room
little notes of poetry you write when I'm blue.

Love, how do you expect me to move on
from someone who made me feel euphoria
someone who showed me
what it means to really be alive.

Love, how can I ever look for someone new
when it was always you, all I wanted was for you
to stay true and maybe we could get through
all the times we felt quite blue,
you were just being crude but even so I love you.

Love, can you not hear me?
I love you! from every single imperfection you have
that still somehow make you the epitome of what is perfect

I beg of you! To listen, just listen to me.
Stay, please stay, because without you
I wouldn't know what to do, or where to go to.
I am lost without you.

Love please stay, come back into my arms
and maybe we can just make love
even if it's a bit cliche
it wouldn't take too much if you would stay.

Stay and kiss my tears away.
Stay with me and forget yesterday
would that be okay?

I fell too deep
Never got back up
It's too late for me

Go save yourself

At times we crave for attention
at other times we crave for appreciation
but at the end of the day,
I think all we really want is for love.

I think that
there'll never come a day
that I'll be able to return your love.

Because in order to do so
I have to love myself first.

And that's something
I can't see myself doing
even after a million years.

I'm sorry.

Because the winds of time are slowly changing
without knowing, without noticing
we have already drifted apart.

We don't know each other anymore

She never knew where she stands
never knew what she's worth
and yet she always fall too fast

She wasn't able to get back up
to go out, it made her feel low
made her feel nothing

All she wants is a holding hand
and an open heart - acceptance
she's been begging all her life

But no one could hear her voice
all the way down there
she continued - having nothing else to do

i can't hear my own voice
only the voices in my head
i'm losing myself, i don't know

      i've met many people
that act like they care
like they know me
they think can save me
they know nothing at all

      These feelings they
  eat me
    tear me
      hurt me
        b r e a k    me

i forgot what it felt like to live
i was gone in a world that i made
          - a world for my
            e s c a p e.

When people say that
they got you always
but end up ditching you
in the dust, makes me realize
how I really only have
myself to rely on

Living with a dream in life,
There are hardships along the way,
But for my dream it'll be okay.

A dream is a driving force,
It pulls you up
whenever you're not.

In thought of achievement
There is happiness,
There is hope for success

A feeling of excitement
As you come close to it
It's somehow a fulfilment

So I rose up and worked hard
I achieved my dream
But there's no happiness

where did it go?
did the monster called reality
eat the smile off your face?

How can we really know when someone dies, if people live even when they're dead inside?

In this world,
- you'll feel insignificant at times
but it's okay, you'll get used to it.

I was hoping that maybe,

with every rise of the sun
- my dull eyes would light up.
with every drop of rain
- the tears running down my face would be hidden.
with every rainbow
- my grey colored life would gain color.
with the winds
- causing my hair to cover my face
   with an expression of anguish
with the thunder
- causing my screams for love to be deafened

when leaves start to fall
- maybe it'd explain the weight I am feeling,
   maybe it's just because of gravity
when the first snow comes
- maybe my thick clothing could replace
   the warmth you once gave to my heart.
when flowers start to blossom
- maybe I'll start looking at the world beautifully again
when summer comes in
- maybe your side of the bed will warm up again

Or maybe I'll just start the cycle all over again.

because I don't know you anymore
where I am in you
where I belong

It feels like treading on shattered glass
I don't know where to stand or where to go
and so the blood keeps dripping
and all that'll be left are scars on my feet

I am in love with a man
whose heart is taken,
yet he does not know of it yet.

if you were to ask me what i am afraid of
i would not be able to give you an answer
since what i fear the most is what i do not know

She must've been broken
Her smiles don't reach her eyes anymore
Her laughter don't sound the same as before
She must've been trying to cope with it all
It must be real ******* her
Just try once in a while to talk to her
You never know the magic it'll do
It'll help her a lot