Love is not a solution.
It is just a mere catalyst
in the healing process.-
And yet everytime I finished writing,
I'm still left with more words than before.-
Today was my favorite day. There was nothing extraordinary concerning the events of my life. It is just that today didn't feel elusive. The sun acted like a moody teenager making its entry whenever it deemed fit. Everything was utterly familiar yet different. The sky wasn't adorned with velvet blueness but more like a part of me. With clouds having prominent blotches of gray on it, the sky felt attainable. It wasn't flawless yet incomparable. The sunlight was ticklish like feathers. It was neither too harsh which makes us flinch away nor inconspicous. But more than that every second felt like a new beginning instead of a reminder that everything is fickle. Like I could still hope to achieve something and to not sleep with despair in my heart at night. It made my rushed steps feel like a burdenless promenade. And I no longer felt ignored, non-existant and empty. I felt simply welcomed!
I for the first time found peace in my familiarity.-
Sometimes the darkness becomes so thick
Even the brightest of lights can't penetrate through it.-
Not every flower is meant to be put together in a garland.
Some are meant to be wild,
Some are meant to be lost,
Some are meant to be fragile.-
I thought I didn't like someone.
Then I wrote poems about that someone.-
How do we know that it is time to end something?
It's simple and there's no need of logic or any signs for it.
You just know it and you need to do it.-
Just take one step forward, and
you won't even remember when you
started running.-