you have become a lot of things ever since you left.Read More »
the water ripples,
disrupting the quiet of the water.
and from the other side,
you call to me.Read More »
these colors don’t fit me;
why is everyone color blind?Read More »
Everybody else writes so well.
They’re always able to find words that perfectly suit their emotions, words that would perfectly describe what they wanted to say. Words that pierce through the heart, assault the senses, bring tears to the eyes.Read More »
you are like the present in the past.
a distant memory
that’s unfolding in front of me,
images that were once in monochrome,
now in colorful tapestry.
your kisses are only sensations,
your touch only aftershocks.
we think we write to make it hurt less,
but we write to make it hurt completely
and then hopefully forgetRead More »
you go trickling,
your mind in a frenzy,
vision always hazy.
where are you going?
what are you doing?
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how did you find her?
they’d always ask me.
my heart sung tumultuous symphonies
and somehow hers sung back
in complete harmony
that was how.
i was born from the ashes of the great red fire, and ever since i was made aware of this, i wanted to ask her, Redstar, if she knows anything about the fire. she was one of the Reds, one of the many colorful stars in the dark sky laid upon my eyes to see, stretching to oblivion unending. she lays inconspicuous in the dark sky, too far for her warmth to reach me, too far for my eyes to see if she sees me.Read More »
we are not given breaths
to waste them in sighs.
we are not given hearts
to box these feelings inside.Read More »