The Truth Beneath Us

Raindrops to unleash their tears
What a lonely scenario.

In a world where we are bound to write new stories,
Why I couldn't stop reading you?

Though the truth, my love, is inevitably cold.
There was something beyond us that made us fall for one another
Just like something beneath that made me fall deeper.

Colin

I have always loved Colin, not the other guy.
Not the guy with an intention to re-open sores
Or an ongoing will to close all open doors.

The other one was cruel and not caring
He thrived in a way to take, not giving


Colin had crossed the oceans in my mind
And never, have I ever wondered,
If he would betray one day, betray to his moral

I have seen many wars won and routed
Many faces smiling before perished features
I've tasted the pain, relished the vain
Fell for hope, and then perished to re-born

What a proud creature Colin was; prouder than my virtue.

Colin was the key to every door, and answer to all of my questions. 

Colin was everything I didn't want to control.

Waking up to a dream

When I woke up to today, I had no idea how much I could expect from the "nothingness" in the plain, airless air.

The hardest part is, that it took me months to realise how much in peace I was in my misery, and a little darkness. Then it occurred to me;

You were my darkness; my endless mystery, the friend that I would always back and the enemy I would dare to hate.

The deeper, the better

Each time after a farewell, it seems impossible to mend yourself up, to get back in the game and be in your best version. Sometimes it hurts to be have to who you are, while you can disguise behind masks, simply go incognito so no one knows your true self, you let the breezr wash away your fears, and at the end of the day you remain silent, can even hear the flickering sound of the candle next door.

The pain now, excitingly, doesn't hurt anymore, it motivates to create and love more, rebel more and ask for answers more.

Yesterday proved it to me - for the first time I re-remembered love is not an illusion, it illuminates the blind. It is an amazing thing to go for it, and let your emotions be your guide.

Today is first day I feel off my chains. And the pain you caused me remains as a boost to love and create more.

Funny thing, the pain is, the deeper, always the better.

Letting you go

How weird it is to let you go
While I still dare you in my dreams
Us, singing the untouched melodies
Upon waking up, it stings my heart
That I'll have to start all over from the beginning, to let you go

Mornings

I am quieter in the mornings now,
Calmer in fights,
Faster in rush,
Darker in love,
Sadder in noons,
Happier in nights.

Shyer in talks
Griever in thoughts.
Angrier in dreams,
Older in zests

Kinder in smiles
Coarser in fondles
Hater of lovers,
Yearner of goners



I am everything you'd hoped me to be once

Time

When you look back, at all of the things

You start to realise, how difficult it must have been

And how painful, it was to leave

Everything behind.

And when you look to now, at all of your pains

You start to finalise your incomplete words

And see how tough, it gets to reach to a full stop.

To finish them all.

When you look at the future, at everything you yearn to do

You begin to yearn more, wishing if only it wasn't that hard

And remember how sweet, it was to lose yourself in his pillow

To start all over again.