The Longest Night

I never thought a broken heart could still feel so much pain… As time abates the life out of me, a second at a moment, I begin to fall apart. Everything now made sense…

A part of me died, while another part of me understood her choice. Maybe that’s why it doesn’t hurt as bad… But still, a broken heart should just remain brokened… Like a broken mirror, the more you try to piece them together, the more cuts you get…

Sleepless nights and endless sorrow, a soul inveigle into believing that love still exists was killed by its own reverie. For it should have never loved again… Because without surmising the thought of a happy ending, it will never be contused again.

A Dandelion's Life

How close are we in this ever expanding universe? How much self do we preserve at the eventuality of all things? At the end of the day, how much do you remember me?

We are like a dandelion’s life, ever flowing with the winds of change. Scattered across the many other places and people are the remnant pappus floating in their minds. We stay and play a part, even in the slightest instance. And as time went by, lest we forget, we keep them in pictures called memories… However overtaken by the circumstances that engulf the greater change in self, we will still remember everything that’s past a certain point in time…

And as I look back in time with her, it’s all coming back to me… The small and big things, even though the distance separates, the wind brought her back… With these pappus of serenity still runs deep within me, I can’t forget her…

Fallen

Fallen hopes and sculpted angels, vacillating between the incarnate and fey ones… Thru thy smoldered reprise, fragmented thoughts lie beneath each moment in time. Each pieces smaller and somber, expanding into a vast nebulous of brevity.

As the world oscillates akin to my thoughts of you, is your world turning towards me? Or has I cease to exist… Your signals no longer spark of interest, your voice has long ebbed away in this noised recollection. As time flows away, so do you… You seemed like a reverie, a beautiful dream, and as such dreams, maybe it’s time for me to wake up…

Whatever has happened I do not know, but whatever has yet to happen, it’s coming clear. It’s just that your indifference is killing me ever so softly….

People

As I see stories unfold, revelations past beyond my point of vicarious definition. Broken ties and severed relationships, only to form new ones and blossom like the change of a new season.

People come and go along this journey of life. Some stayed on, some moved on, and the closest we will ever have is our family. Yet in this yearn for happiness, mine has betide… Even if it did, it never lasted long enough.

In this world where everyone loves a happy ending, there’s not one… For life never ends, until you stop breathing…

And I held my breath…

I hope you wait...

We all live in disparate moments, separated by the now and then, the this and that. In this gap of vacuous serenity lie just the memories of us. We are all connected someway, somehow and in this ever changing world, how much will you change?

As I fought against time, I hope you wait. For waiting is all I need you to do. I could comprehend the forlornness, and if you ever doubt my heart, just remember that it’s always been with you ever since the day I left…

I can’t wait for time to pass me by, to finally see you again. For I’ve decided to wait for you no matter how long it takes...

If you left today, I would walk an eternal spiral until I found you again. And if you changed your name, I would fall in love anew with whoever you became.

All I Need Is Your Voice

In this distance we separate again. In this place where nothing about you ever lingers, photographs are what kept my heart alive. Even as your smell evanescence along with the wind, even as your voice fades into the noise of the crowded streets. Each night before I sleep, I see you, I saw us… And that’s what keeps me going…

Today I finally hear you again. Even if it’s in the slightest moments, your voice just brought me closer back to you. I want to feel that everyday, but I know that time is not a luxury to you… At least not for now… I just need to hear you, to aver your existence, to reaffirm that you are not a dream, and that we are real.

To love is to give unconditionally, without any reciprocation, without any gratitude. And I will keep on giving as long as I’m still breathing.

And as long as you don’t break this heart of mine…

Forgiveness

I exist in a state of oxymoronic aesthesia - finding beauty in the juxtaposition of conflicting thoughts and forms, enraptured by the implicit poetry of literal improbabilities.

Stemming the tide of the humanist convulsion. The hemorrhage of reason and thoughts amidst the torrential emotion; anger. Actions misconstrued, words irreparable, bonds broken, unremedied mistakes floating about like an endless nightmare… Just as time cleansed us of our follies and sins, the revelation of the inexorable truth lays bare.

It takes strength to forgive just as it takes strength to say “I Love You.”

I believe everything should have a closure, an end, especially relationships...

Yes, even broken ones…