The storm that rages within this empty soul,
Craving for the obsolete oblivion that lies on the other end of this road.

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Someday behind that curtain
I'll stand and wait for you
to find me
hold my hand
and kiss me fiercely
take my breath away
and fill my lungs
with a burning desire
to taste the late afternoon coffee
you had
And I'll write you poems
about how your eyes
pull me in
while they shine like
a swirl of hot caramel
in a winter morning that
my lips crave for
See, I'm not telling you
the things I've dreamt of
but in another dimension
somewhere beyond
the reality of survival and
the fight to grasp a breath
I've lived a lifetime
with you.

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Someday behind that curtain
I'll stand and wait for you
to find me
hold my hand
and kiss me fiercely
take my breath away
and fill my lungs
with a burning desire
to taste the late afternoon coffee
you had
And I'll write you poems
about how your eyes
pull me in
while they shine like
a swirl of hot caramel
in a winter morning that
my lips crave for
See, I'm not telling you
the things I've dreamt of
but in another dimension
somewhere beyond
the reality of survival and
the fight to grasp a breath
I've lived a lifetime
with you.

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There's an unsettled curiosity
that lives in the back of my mind,
My inability to express
and a feeling of
inadequacy within myself
feeds upon the insecurities
that has lived in me and
grown like a second nature
to my soul.
Only if silences could be heard
mine would've been
the loudest of all
I tried to write something,
something meaningful
yet I couldn't comprehend
a coherent thought.
It's neither a story
nor a poem
and somewhere along the lines
it lost its meaning
yet I seem to have
forgotten chunks
of memories I held on to
whilst the world lived,
whilst the world loved.

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And you balance your heart
on the back of your left palm
unlike the ones who
kept it up their sleeves
yet you hid your beats
in the rhythm
of the stones
you played with,
Tell me if you
intended to break mine
with those pebbles
with those little
hits you made
everytime you pulled me close
in the name of love.

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Him.

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(Day 3)

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Him

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(Day 2)

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Him.

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(Day 1)

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There's a subtle ache
sitting on my desk
and a broken heart
I carry in my pocket
my speech left me
in the middle of
a conversation
and I zoned out
on a fellow passanger
whilst asking of the way
I forgot to pick
my wallet from the drawer
and I couldn't throw
away those movie tickets
where we first kissed
all scared and totally messy
someone told me
about the feeling
of being deserted
and I laughed it off
so I'm confused now
if I should go back
to that room I used to stay
and pick that subtle ache
sitting on my desk
just to keep it close
to the broken heart
I carry in my pocket.

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Have you ever noticed that the sky at this hour looks just as dark as the colour of your eyes,
a common shade yet a once in a lifetime moment?
I can't even remember the last time I looked into them, and the yearning grows with each passing day. You told me that we're are same as before, and that left me confused.
Again, I never knew it was like this for a long time now, maybe I've been day dreaming, maybe it was a false alarm, maybe you never looked at me with those eyes.


Yours for(n)ever,

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