Whispers

Swings the heart that beats for you as a pendulum of lonely emotions— of pain, of sorrow, of longing, of uncertainty as these lines echo the ever unsure state of love. Flow the tears of regrets that shed for our past as a river of melancholy, rippling with remorse. Breathe the lungs that hurt for... Continue Reading →

I’m Not Trying

I'm not trying to bring back the love we lost; I am not naive to think things are fine. We both lost it, like the savage toss of the ocean waves . . . it washed to the shore, steadily, violently, crushing as it hit the end of its line. I'm not trying to bring... Continue Reading →

My Seven Deadly Sins

Lust. Because I still long for you, carnally, passionately, and intensely. I still dream of those lips, their soft, thundering kisses. I still yearn for those hands, their gentle, fervent strokes and caresses. I still miss the heat we share, its ardent, blissful warmth that fills the space between us. Lust, because after all these... Continue Reading →

I Thought Wrong

I thought I have healed; I thought that I no longer cared, that I no longer hurt. I thought I have moved on, I thought I longer am under your spell, that I am free from your power. I thought that I have liberated myself from your embrace; I thought that yours is a longing... Continue Reading →

You Loved Me, and I Am Sorry

You loved me despite my flaws, beyond my imperfection, undeterred by my obstinacy-- unconditionally. You loved me in the face of adversity, notwithstanding your insecurities, even with oppositions from your friends-- faithfully. You loved me even with my cold treatment, against my discouraging remarks, in contempt of the things you see and hear-- bravely. You... Continue Reading →

You Were My Coffee

You were my coffee-- some say a luxury, and for me a necessity. You were my coffee, and you were how I wanted it to be: sometimes sweet, sometimes smooth, sometimes dark, sometimes strong. You were my coffee: you kept me all night long, you made my heart race, you kept me warm, you gave... Continue Reading →

I Almost Forgot

I almost forgot that bittersweet aching of not being able to move on, that feeling of helplessness shrouded with a smile whenever I see you with someone else. I almost forgot that I am trying to forget all these, and I yet, I remember them so vividly.

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