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Eversince we met,
he has become my ocean.
He comes and he goes,
he ebbs and flows. Continue reading “The night we met”
Everything I know
about love lives in
the space that separates
our mouths before we kiss. Continue reading “All about love”
I have seen way too many girls
willing to sell their souls for
a beauty that already belonged to them. Continue reading “All the pretty girls”
Mornings are the w o r s t.
Somewhere between the sanctuary
of daybreak and awake, when I am Continue reading “Sanctuary”
There will always be
people who will try
to control you. Don’t
take it personally. Continue reading “Wild things”
Love is not always about long sonnets
or flowers at the doorstep or kisses
in the hallway. Sometimes, love is Continue reading “Love is..”
I keep hoping that
you will smell the smoke on my
Continue reading “On fire”
Right now, I do not want
you to tell me that one
day you will come back
to the hundreds of steps Continue reading “Everything we once were”
You spend years reciting to yourself
all the things you hate about you.
Then suddenly, someone walks into
Continue reading “Sabotage”
I wish you knew the sacrifices
I’ve made, the things I’ve given
up, and the parts of myself
I gave away, just for you.
I knew you wouldn’t catch me,
you were the kind of guy that
lets girls fall and walk away
Continue reading “Purgatory”
He was splintered and broken
into too many pieces to count
from the stress of a year that Continue reading “Splintered”
Your body is broken for the
spaces between his sighs.
Don’t let him eat you whole.
Continue reading “Don’t let him”
I am tired of the pent tears
in my bones, bending the
arch of my spine into your
palms, as you mumble Continue reading “Black and blue”
They say that
love is magic,
as if suffering was
some beautiful show.
For the sake of this poem,
I counted how many days it’s been
since you last heard my voice. For Continue reading “I exist”
His chest is a coffin for every
secret he is choosing to keep. He
is burying them 6 feet beneath his Continue reading “Secrets”
I am swallowing
my torrential downpour
of words, all of the ones
I am not ready, just yet, Continue reading “Rain”
If I appear easy and laid back,
it’s because I trust you. Don’t
get the wrong idea of making
a fool out of me, thinking you
can twist me according to your
liking. I may submit to you,
but I do not surrender.
I am no angel, no princess, I am
a nymph from where all
nightmares are made of. I am
made out of the whispered
words of fallen angels born
from rotten stardust and
I can be warm and genial but if you
make the mistake of crossing
me, I will be cold as ice and
you will regret touching me.
I’ll keep loving you into my ruin.
*I know, I don’t understand why I keep choosing you.
Continue reading “Ruin”
My favorite thing about the middle
of the night is the fact that the moon
isn’t going to tell on you no matter Continue reading “The moon”