I love you enough
To let you go when you
No longer wish to
Spend your days and nights
With me.

I love you enough
To mask my true feelings and
Put on a fake smile
Just so that you would not feel
Bad for being happy.

I love you enough
To act like I'm okay when
I'm clearly not
Just so that you would not feel
Guilty for what you did.

I love you enough
To dissemble like I've moved on
When in reality I haven't
Just so that you could continue
Your life without me.

I love you enough
To pretend loving someone
When I obviously don't
Just so that you could erase me
From your memory.

I could show you all the stories,
Etched on my pale skin,
Waiting to be read and
Understood by someone
Whose name is inked
Across my heart.

I could show you all the battles,
That have been fought valiantly,
Inside my mind
Against pride and prejudice
That inflicted wounds so deep,
But hopefully
They shall be healed
By the medicine of time.

I could show you all
The mysteries from the
Darkest crevices of my mind,
Which may not be easy to
Decipher, but maybe,
One day, you may know
That all the false faces that I keep
Aren't the ones I own.

I was an artist,
My fingers tainted with
The vibrant shades of love but
You were a canvas
Coated with the deadly
Hues of heartbreak.

Give me a place in your eyes,
For that's the only place I see myself
To be beautiful,
For that's the only place I could call
Home.

It only took one night
For her body
To become
A graveyard,
Only one touch;
An unwanted touch
Tainting her
Delicate skin,
Clawing
And
Mutating it
Into a bed of debris.
The light
In her eyes was
Stripped that night,
The warmth
In her heart was
Squeezed out,
And she was pushed
Into darkness
Where
Memories of
That wretched night
Haunted her
Like ghouls.
But even in
That darkness,
She managed to see
A glimmer of light,
A breeze of hope,
And she understood
That even
Lifeless Graveyards
Bear flowers
That still grow

The fragments of light
You see in the sky tonight
Are not just stars,
They are pieces of my broken heart
Waiting to fall one by one
To grant your wishes.

Flowers sprout out
In the pages of my heart
Every time you
Hold me in your arms
And tell me that
You love me too.