Dearest Angel,
Why do you keep on clipping your wings? You were born to touch the sky, I know how much you loved flying. Yet now I only see the sun setting in your eyes. The sky I've fallen in love with is not the same without you in it.

Dearest Angel,
Are you okay? I see trails of ashes. It's raining charcoal. The sky burns and I guess it burns you too, well a part of you at least. I can no longer see your wings. Why do you keep hurting yourself?

Dearest Angel,
How are you? I haven't seen you in a while. I guess you have moved on. I wish I did too.

Dearest Angel,
I long to see you.

Dearest Angel,
A blinding light talked to me,it showed me where I'll find you.

Dearest Angel,
My back hurts. I think I'm starting to grow wings. It hurts being able to see you, but can't touch you.

Dearest Angel,
I tried cutting my wings like you did, it's not that easy. I can't get rid of it.

Dearest Angel,
Now I understand why you had to burn your wings.

*Dearest Angel,
Why didn't you tell me? I burnt my wings, and myself too.

She's the ocean, people describe her as color blue. But she is not just one color: she's cyan, and turquoise, navy blue, and white. She's green and blue-green and sometimes brown. She's a spectrum of a lot of colors.

She's the ocean, people describe her tides as low and high, shallow and deep; but she isn't just about the extremes, her range cannot be measured by just how she looks like.

She's the ocean, she can tear you apart and drown you when she's angry; but she can also help you sail to safety.

All these I know because I fell in love with her, but I have a lot to learn. *She's the ocean, a lot of parts still unknown.

never thought it would be that easy

all it took
were two hands
two bottles gulped
two stomachs with nothing but butterflies
two trapped hearts
two lonely souls
a hug
a tight one
another one
a gaze
a warm gaze
a soft touch
a soft voice
telling me to just look at the stars
when there's none
and pretend that cranes
were giraffes looking after the city
and a kiss
on a forehead
we both know we're trapped
but we pretended

you told me you were home
and i couldn't get any happier
for you
step by step you were recovering yourself
and step by step
you made me lose mine

and time's up
we had to part ways
but whatever chance we had, we took
whatever it took, we did
and another kiss
closer
closer
your hugs were tighter
closer

then we faded

We were just two people
who happened to be
at the same place
at the same time

We were just two people
Being exactly where we want to

We were just two people
*Being exactly who we need

"You have always wanted to save the world. But Darling, the world does not need your help. You have carried the weight of the world on your own when it does not need to be carried. It's okay. It is okay if you can't save the world. It's okay even if you can't save half of it. Heck, it's okay if you can only save one person...and it's okay if that person is yourself."

I am just a little star in your horizon
It's enough to see you glance at me once in a while
But then I craved and I yearned
Now I don't want to be just a tiny star
I want to be big enough to be the one you want
and close enough for you notice when gone,
*I want to be the sun

If a forever with you
is what heaven feels like

I'd be more than willing
to take my own life

anxiety

Your words are beautifully crafted
When I hear you speak, I feel home

Then here I am, always stuttering
like pebbles from big boulders, I crumble

I ain't even good enough to finish this poem

the sun still rises around 5 am
the trees still sway and the wind still blows
the birds, they chirp; the dogs, they bark
the sky still blasts orange and purple rays around 6 pm

these people around me, they are still the same people that I've known

but without you in it,
it's a totally different day

Some forevers
only last
for seconds

I will strive to be the best version of myself in order to provide you of what you deserve. I will give you everything I am, and everything I have to fulfill what you need. And even if it means I feel empty, I will fill you with love and hope. I will protect you from harm and love you for eternity.

And you - you just need to stay.

let me die happy
or let me die
fighting for it

There'a something subtly terrifying about the sound of the clock - tick tock tick tock - like it's the world's reminder that we shouldn't waste our time on something unimportant. Yet, here we are writing our hearts out, never knowing if these words create an impact.

But I have to gamble. Read or not.
I choose hope.
"Hope" how lovely that word is. I think hope is the most beautiful word, at par with faith and love. It is belief in the positive, belief in all good things, belief that the future is good even if it's yet to be seen.

*"May your choices reflect your hopes and not your fears"

Sometimes what you need is not something you can have nor gain. Sometimes what you need is a brief moment of nothing, a comma in a very long sentence, a pause in a long argument, a moment of silence..to hear nothing, see nothing, be nothing.