the endless anguish of a lonely heart

i am tired. i am tired of feeling the same pain: the same frustration, the same loneliness, the same helplessness. i am tired of overthinking why i wasn’t, am not, cannot, have never been enough. i am tired of being only needed because i am convenient, of only being appreciated because i am a resolution,... Continue Reading →

you are my ghost

you are the Spanish song that stands out in my English playlist, the only of its kind, the one that keeps playing in my head. you are the cup of coffee that i wake up to, whose scent excites me, whose warmth stirs me. you are the bar of dark chocolate i crave whose bitterness... Continue Reading →

for you,

for you, i thought i was ready to be found, like the missing piece to complete your set. for you, i tore down my defenses, i welcomed the inevitable idea of pain, i broke down my walls, knowing full well i will cry in silence in the days to come. for you, i fell too... Continue Reading →

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 →

A Face in the Crowd

The lights flicker as the music drowns my sanity, vodka has done its job: inhibitions faded, ecstasy escalted, and momentary bliss experienced. I see you. I see your face. Same hair. Different person. You dance your way through the crowd, as I suffer the guilt of misleading you to a love that's true. I was... Continue Reading →

The World Sees Me Differently

The world sees me differently: They see a Knight of Flowers, a noble boy of blemish-free life. A boy whose intentions are pure, a boy who delights in everything simple, whose ecstacy has extra cheese.

Juvenile and Unkempt

Juvenile and unkempt, that’s how you were when I saw you on the day we met, not even a hint of loveliness and adorability; however, that all changed when I knew how you really are— not as what I thought you were, but better than I expected. Vibrant yet timid, vivid yet elusive, vestal and... Continue Reading →

I Refuse to Write My Saddest Lines

Tonight, I refuse to write my saddest lines; Think instead of the happy times we have had; for example: The day you caught my eyes as you travelled across my plane of existence, The day your lips first pressed against mine, The day you first told me you love me, The day you first held... Continue Reading →

Intimacy Lost

You are one of the most intimate kinsmen that I’ve ever had. For the past four years, you’ve known the things about me, My secrets, my lies, my faults, my triumphs, my joys, and my fears. You know me almost inside and out; like the back of your hand. I’ve never been as honest as... Continue Reading →

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