thursdays and rain

now we’re trapped in our
twisted version of life -
where you hate and i love,
where you smile and i cry
and we live and we die

(and be on the edge)

let’s count the stars in the sky tonight
because i never want this to end.

baby, you’re just dreaming
and i’m just a figment of your imagination.

another rollercoaster ride
where we both become sick
and hate the smell of vomit.

ferris wheels and merry-go-rounds,
ice cream and cotton candy.
upside down and inside out,
sugar rush and butterflies in my stomach.

seashells and snowflakes,
winter in december and summer in july.
loving the aftertaste of snow
and craving for a little rain.

let’s sing and dance
under the moonlit sky
and scream our lungs out.

press rewind
with our hands intertwined.

"best friends forever",

we whisper to the sky.

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yours

yours

it makes me laugh

when you start an argument

especially if you say

the complete opposite of what

you really mean

and it makes me cry

every time you start

to frown and

don’t say a word

then you start to smile

a little, cry a little,

die a little

it makes me want to

just scream every time

we do that silly pirouette

on top of each other’s heads

it makes me want to

fly every time

we sing and you do

that silly little solo

off-key

then you start to smile

a little, cry a little,

die a little

and it just makes

me happy now

that i have

you

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gone

i like it when your lips

curve into a smile

and we just stare

into each other’s

eyes and time

just freezes and

every thing

just stops

in a mid halt

in between

sentences

and gravity

just makes us

both fall

in love

and mend this

broken heart

with just a

dimpled grin

and a letter with

sweet words,

and every thing

just seems to

disappear

like thin air

in the morning..

another day,

another song

to play..

love the way you

smile on summer

and the way you

laugh on spring

with flowers

on your hair

and music

in the air

playing our melody

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last night

it was very cold and the wind seemed to be lonely.. the stars seem to cry a lot this season.. and the gentle breeze just brought me in a light and funny mood.. it made me want to sing and dance and probably fly like an eagle up up in the sky.. a figment of my over-active imagination.. tralala.. it was already written in the stars, right? and spelled in the clouds..

i have a very distorted version of reality.. stars, sunshines and moonlit nights make my day.. sunkisses and irises, rainbows and clouds and butterflies make it all sound like i’m in lala-land or maybe i’m just halfway there..

hope we’re seeing the same moon.. wish you were here..

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reminiscent of you

sunkissed and refreshed, you are the thought that forms in my mind in the morning. a kaleidoscope of lies, iridescent and colorful. ‘wishing you were here & missing you’ were both hopeless phrases of trying to keep you from going away. this is the start of a new day and thinking of you all over again just made my day a little less pathetic. lipstick kisses and champagne remind me painfully of you and it just cuts me into tiny little pieces. oh well, chemistry’s much more interesting.

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missing you

it’s hard to think that i’m just stuck here in this world filled with strangers with nothing to do and people are just busy busy busy with their own lives leaving me all alone and helpless.. i mean, who cares, right? this is my life, my pace.. oh well, but it just leaves me jealous and vulnerable.. missing you, my friend, is such an annoying feeling.. it forms a hollow inside my heart.. an emptiness.. the desire to hear your voice once again and feel your arms around me just haunts my mind.. the world will still keep on turning and accidentally gravity just made me fall for you.. and it left me hanging and crashing further down towards you..

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♥

♥

fleeting, fleeting
evanescent feeling

(butterflies are so
much easier to catch)

but i’m already
f
a
l
l
-i
–n
—g

further down
inside this
heaven/hell/heaven
they call
love.

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if

if –

if words will become
the death of me then
i’ll gladly kill myself
just to whisper a thousand
"i love you’s"

if only silence was enough
then i wouldn’t have to
scream your name

if only hearts beat
at the right side
then i wouldn’t
be so broken

if death just keeps on repeating itself
then it is an endless cycle
of lost souls
not meant

if tragedies weren’t so poetic
then i wouln’t have to bleed
just to know if i’m still
alive.

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sunspots

sunspots –

you let your skin bleed
over&over again
but you’re still breathing in oxygen
and you can still feel the pain
even if your heart is already frozen
inside and you’re still
hoping&wishing&praying
for fairytales not to end and
leave you hanging onto
dead dreams knowing neverland
was just a paradise away from reality

and i can still see faint sunspots in your eyes,
please don’t let them fade into
black and white silhouettes
buriedwhere heaven and
earth used to touch

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poetic tragedy

in memory of her–

lock my heart
and throw away the key

swallow my insides
and choke

don’t forget
the piano keys

and play that
sexy guitar strings

i’m hiding my tears now
i’m dancing in the rain now

smileSMILEsmile

and crash

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