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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

Indifferent

Someday you tell me your story..
Someday I will be all ears.
Someday you will hold me not to leave..
Someday I will hold my tears.
Somedays you will sing a song..
Somedays I will be wrong.
Somedays you push me firm..
Somedays I affirm.
Someway you broke my heart..
Someway I kept playing my part.
Someway you chose to depart..
Someway I waited before falling apart.
Sometimes you were there..
Sometimes I wasn’t.
Sometimes it rained..
Sometimes pleasant.
Sometime you look into my eyes..
Sometime I chose to be hidden.
Sometime you walked away..
Sometime I became forbidden.
Sometimes we were coherent..
But in Someway Indifferent.

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