We never had a story, Just moments that almost shaped one. There was doubt in your steps, And uncertainty in mine. We kept meeting in between, Where words were said, But actions were never done, And I couldn't make myself believe you were the one. It hurt me more than you'll ever know, To leave wh...Read more

I still remember the itchy trickling down my knees after a day in the park. Thinking I had made the landing, only to slip off the bar and be dragged along the asphalt as the round-a-bout span round and round in its own blurred world. I only started crying after I looked down. Not much has changed ...Read more

Looking at the Sun It's light on the floor, chair everywhere Burns without fire Walks with me everywhere Like it's nothing so right Holding the sky so bright 🌞...Read more

Just a cardboard box. I'm just holding your hand. Nothing fancy. Just a simple gesture. And your gaze lovesick as mines. Yeah I got money. But I just need someone almost anyone to fill this gaping hole of mines. Softness in a fragile yet heaven like touch to comprehend that song the bluest eyes. To ...Read more

I'm holding onto it The feeling of emptiness Nothingness and darkness I'm holding onto it The old nostalgic memories Hoping to rewind time Hoping to do it right This time Hoping You would come back Felling my empty void I holding onto it Never letting it go Making sure it's just you that ...Read more

It’s shocking what the truth beholds, A fake smile plastered on our faces like decorations plastered over walls for Christmas. We build our houses on foundations from deceit, lies and made-up stories. We become murderers in disguise. We kill our joy and turn back, mourning endless pa...Read more

Even though we both just had a fight, But the way she sleeps so comfy—holding her pillow tight, It looks so cute— a beautiful, endearing, peaceful sight. I wonder what she might be dreaming tonight? Maybe of our first Christmas night, Or the day I will marry her in broad daylight. But honestly, see...Read more

she wore a mouth, but never spoke she wore ears, but never heard she wore hands, but never reached she wore a heart, but never stirred “i’ll be there for you,” she said “i’ll listen,” she said “i understand,” she said but every word was hollow— a script she knew by heart everything she told ...Read more

There comes a time just before you release something when everything shakes. Not loudly, not enough for the world to take notice, but just enough for you. You sense it in your chest, like an unanswered question, like standing on the brink of something undefined. The leaf doesn’t fall due to fa...Read more

In my arms. Softness. Tender slow kisses to her spine. Just to taste fruit off the vine. To know heavenly and warmth is what I cradle most. Her sounds of oh, Whimpers of my name. Fever red just crawling close like a spider. Heat in her heart. Fifty shades of Red. There's a ache with every touch. She...Read more

Beauty of love is not always in actions. Unspoken love is one of the love's puriest beauty untouched by words and motion. No kisses, no hugs, no show of emotion— just an eye contact holding thousands of words unspoken. It lives quitely inside the heart, where silence says enough, and two soul...Read more

He came like a star in my life and left like a thunderstorm Love is the word that had been holding us together but the love Itself was missing He gave me butterflies at first but i didn’t know those same butterflies were going to ruin the flowers inside me....Read more

We burn slowly like the last inch of a cigarette, ash trembling, too fragile to fall just yet. Your fingers trace the same bruise they made last week, apologetic in the dark, almost sweet. I let them. Because the hurt arrives wearing your perfume and I’ve already learned its name by heart. Smoke cu...Read more

Car keys on the counter School bag hits the floor I hear battle Hear doors Hear thunder From the verbal war Pick up my brother Grab the baby Turn up cartoons way too loud Sitting on the carpet Shaking While they tear the ceiling down You keep screaming through the walls While these kids just fall a...Read more

As I'm holding the blade, the guilt is taking its place Looking at these scars with tears streaming down my face Tears don't matter much, when blood is flowing down the surface The numbness is healing me, like a comforting embrace...Read more