Monday, December 8, 2014

Gone Girl.

You only feel the hurt once you leave. Maybe so. Maybe not.

You feel the hurt every time you tell someone you're leaving. You feel the hurt every time you realize your days are numbered. You feel the hurt every time you imagine days without every thing and every one you have become accustomed to.

You feel the hurt. You feel the pain.

You have to get through the pain. The pain of leaving, the pain of saying goodbye.

You have to get through the pain. But in order to get through it, you have to allow yourself to feel it. You feel the pain, even when you don't want to, even when you hope not to.

You feel the hurt. You feel the pain.

Going, going, going, gone.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

#sepanx

I could only wish it lasted longer
I could only hope it was every day

It was one day
And it was all I needed

It was one day
And it shall last forever

It was a day that mattered
I had you, with me
I had you, by me
I had you, here.

And I could wish it lasted longer
And I could dream about it every day

But here, I shall live with reality
And here, you are not with me
And here, I am alone.

The distance between two hearts
They say, will be bridged by love.
But love, it means so much
Because you mean so much.

And I will have to live it with everyday
The distance
This separation
This anxiety.
I miss you, love.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Cold

This
Has
Gone
Cold.

You
Have
Gone
Cold.

What
Happened
Here
Love?

What
Did
We
Do
Wrong?

What
Have
We
Not
Done?

I
Don't
Want
You
Cold.

I
Don't
Want
You
Gone.

Please
Be
Back. 

Thursday, June 26, 2014

I just wont let you

I can't let you hurt me.
I refuse to.
I didn't take the plunge.
Even when I thought I would.
Even when I knew I could.
Even when I thought I should.

Because my dear,
You wouldn't.
Because my dear,
You don't care.
Because my dear,
You just won't.

I miss you, dearly.
This I know.
 I miss you, every time.
This I know.

But do you miss me?
Dearly?
But do you miss me?
Every time?

I doubt.
I doubt like I doubt that I'll see the stars
When it is raining.

I doubt.
I doubt like I doubt that the sun will shine
When it's night.

And maybe that hurts me more,
Doubting.
And maybe I can handle it more,
Falling.

I wish I didn't have to doubt.
I wish I just fall.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

...

Mumbling, fumbling
Searching, wondering.

What is this frenzy?
Is this first step to crazy?

Tripping, sensing
Feeling, singing.

What is this frenzy?
Is this second step to crazy?

Smelling, smiling
Crying, dancing

What is this frenzy?
Is this the final step to crazy?

I'm naming this
This is some frenzy;
This is some crazy;
This is some falling;
This could be loving.
This is many crazy.
I'm stopping this.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Separate Ways

You've got your thing
I've got mine
I can only wish it was the same

But what if it was?
What if?
Would I stop at now knowing?

But my dear
I fear knowing
And yet I dread not knowing.

I fear this may hurt
I fear this may end
Whatever we've made so far.

And yet I dread
Not knowing
And asking what if every time.

My dear
Why can't we agree
Why can't we just agree?

I don't want to lose this.
But I don't want to keep this.
No.

I have to let you go
I have to end this
And let's have our separate ways. 

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Hey

Hey
How have you been?

How was your sleep?
Have you been eating well?

What have you been up to?
Have you watched that video I told you about?

Have you seen that movie we talked about?
Have you heard that song I shared to you?

Hey
Did you wait for a ping?

Have you thought of how my day could've been so far?
Have you wished me well in your prayers?

Have you thought I'd call?
Did you consider sending a message?

Did you say you were okay without me?
Did you think I would let you go?

Hey
Have you missed me at all?

Monday, February 17, 2014

I'm holding on
To this;
Whatever this may mean;
Though this may mean
A lot different to you.

I'm holding on
I'm standing here
Because I am standing
Because of this.

I'm holding on
Because I am smiling
Because of this.

Although this may mean
A lot more different
To you
To me,

I'm still holding on to this.
I'm still holding on
To this dream
To this fantasy.

I'm holding on to this
I will hold on to this.
Let me hold on to this.
Because I need to hold on to this.