I have died — not once, but a thousand quiet deaths by your hands. In the silence of watching you, in the torment of hearing your voice, and in all the countless little agonies between. But nothing carved deeper wounds than the day we came undone. Even with a single soul, you found a way to kill it a thousand times over. » Continue Reading
I can’t see, I can’t hear, I can’t understand because this is not me. I don’t know, can’t know how to act, how to be. You left me stranded in the middle of a great uncertainty and now I can’t find my way. I am lost, uncomprehending. What am I? I can no longer answer this question, even if I want to. O god, how a pitiful game I’m in, how cruel a game to leave me, my beloved. B » Continue Reading
I want a kiss. Whenever I listen, whenever I read, whenever I see a movie, your face pops into my mind and my brain can't stop fantasizing. I don't know if you'll read or see any of this but you must know that you are the one who I write poetry about. This is just for you, I'm done doubting myself, I'll stay here waiting for your embrace, because I want that kiss for real and » Continue Reading