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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.. ...
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Sunflowers

Did bloom.
Right outside the window.
Of a room.
That was hidden...
Left empty and gloom.
Yellowish floral.
Like shiny coral.
Tricky when they danced.
Leaving behind a shadow...
Reflecting in the room.
That somehow.
Looked lost in some heirloom.
Childish flatter.
Collided flutter.
Seldom did utter.
Yet standing polite.
When darkness did follow.
Cautiously inside this room.
That knocked sanctity to its doom.
Right in front were those eyes.
That was caught up with too soon.
Unusually bright were the flowers that noon.
Only to be blamed later on.
For someone gone.
As steps were heard.
Retreating from the room.
That today stands empty and gloom..
And for the very reason refuses to bloom.
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