I tried to publicly hate you, to quietly forget you and to aggressively erase every rose-coloured memory you gave me. I cursed your haunting name and wrote your initials on a blank paper, then burnt it in the dancing, dying flames, as I stood under the silver light of the becoming moon. I have forced … Continue reading happy for you
A Poem About (His) Love I met a man, gentle as a summer breeze and sweet as honey. His hands are big enough to carry my heavy-heart and bring it to a place of calmness and serenity. His blond hair is soft, as my fingers run through it, and his eyes express compassion and love … Continue reading A Poem About (His) Love
it both chokes me and frees me, haunts me and inspires me, breaks me and heals me, leaves a bittersweet aftertaste in the corners of my mouth. the night holds my heart in the way you used to hold this damaged organ. i remember how you held my hand, unwillingly to let go, while strolling … Continue reading melancholia.
Our love story: So brutally broken, so beautifully written We burned so bright, but our light dimmed so swiftlyLike a candle in the wind, we faded, like a raindrop in the ocean, we dissolved, in the crowd again, after a short amount of time We walk among the people in the busy streets, for now … Continue reading Our Love Story
And again, I had proof. That everything that looks like it is, is too good to be true. Why can’t I never learn the lesson, why are my rose coloured glasses glued to my face? Why do I keep having faith in things that were never meant to be part of my fate? I don’t … Continue reading I Hope She Makes You Happy, Like You Did To Me
I have no idea where my intuition is taking me, I have no clue what path I am on and if I’m right to follow. I feel like I’m following the colours of the rainbow, chasing the stripes, expecting to find a bowl filled with gold, that might be an illusion after all. What if … Continue reading Intuition
Confusion in my mind, confusion in my heart, confusion in my body, confusion in every part. I change with the tides, my emotions fall and rise, they tangle and clutter, they intertwine and wander. There’s this voice in my head, this song in my heart, guiding me, telling me I should go that far. Don’t … Continue reading Confusion