I wanna walk around
Show you places that i love
Tell you stories that i got
And show you how happy i feel
To have you here.

But in the middle
If i become quite
Remember
There was once a girl—
Who lived and loved here
She is trying to—
Live and love again
And if you stay
You might bring her back
Again.

I look around
and wonder
Why am I forced
into this
scripted realm ?
Why do I have
to fit in
Some timeless motif

My disproportionate desires,
Makes me a misfit here.

All I want to do is
chase the bizarre dreams
my heart longs for,
and go far—
far away from
all this realm.

I wonder,
if I can be in my own
Quiet constellation—
Where nothing is
etched in order.

Where music
hits my heart
and I can dance,
sing along —
and just live.

But i’m stuck here
Sinking in this chaos—
Not living.
Just breathing.

I’m afraid of new connections,
And losing old ones.
Let my life be the same —
It might be boring,
But it’s mine.

No newness can match
The calmness it gives,
The thrill it has,
And the comfort it holds.

In the world of
Newness every day,
I would hold on to
Old ones.

I want this calm to last.

When it’s time to leave,
I feel no desire.
I have no regrets —
no remorse,
no love,
no pain.

I let my body
feel numb
in the coldness,
as I curl into myself
along the shore.

when the waves
fetch me,
I want to open my eyes
and see the blue ocean
fading darker
as I sink deeper.

But this is not
the darkness I fear —
but the darkness I dare.

And in the end,
when I see light,
I know I’ve reached
the shore — the heaven.

I wrapped my heart in paper
And carried it home today
It was bleeding—
I tried to stop

It was broken—
I tried a fix to
hold it whole
But nothing could
I tried to put it back
And found no soul

I wrapped it again
In the same worn paper
And left it
out to freeze

A gentle gaze found it
Didn't try to mend it
Just stayed with it to heal

As time went by
The bleeding ceased
And cracks closed
A warmth held it all together
What began with a broken heart bouquet
Now looks
beautiful.

I hoped it would happen —
me and you.
I walked down, hoping to get
a glimpse of you
in that pink hue.

When I saw you,
my heartbeat skipped a few.
But why do I feel so alone ,
though I stand next to you?
What is holding us back —
is it me, or is it you?

Yet again,
a forever quietly became a goodbye — You.