I was never good
at saying goodbye.
Sometimes, things are better left unsaid,
but overall, I think goodbyes are
preferable to the silence.
Goodbyes can hurt,
but they can also bring closure.
So, while goodbyes are not my strong suit,
they are often necessary
to avoid a lifetime of
uncertainty.

If I were given the choice
over a thousand sunflowers
or an endless field of lavender,
I would choose your smile
every time.

We all change,
in fact,
we are always changing.

We all
get a little lonely sometimes,
that's okay,
because that's what it means
to be lonely in this
little lonely world.

We are all
children of the sun,
but you outshine
all seven-billion
who walk this Earth.
Daughter of the sun,
share with us your light
and lead us out of darkness.
Daughter of the sun,
shower us with warmth-
this place is cold without you.

I am not
Paul McCartney-
I cannot let it be.

I long for
these restless nights-
it's just me, the darkness
and the echoes of all
the other lonely
souls out there.

She wore a sunflower dress
and showered him in love and light.
She wanted to warm him
as much as her dress
warmed her.

What a contradiction it is
to feel too much while
feeling nothing at all.

What I like most about solitude
is that no one wants to steal it away.
Society, on the other hand,
is in such abundance that
anyone and everyone
can't get enough.

Dear diary;
I moved house today
but I'm afraid my demons
followed me to the door.
Tonight,
the twilight seeps through the window,
the highway never sleeps and
the demons make their bed.
I am wide awake
again.

Of all that I know,
of all that I have seen,
you are the only thing that shines
and the one that gives me life.
Nothing is as pure as you
and as long as you exist,
there is still hope.

I have learnt not to
talk too much in case
my glass lungs may shatter.
I am sick of plucking the
shards from inside myself
so I have learnt how to
whisper instead.

There is a sunflower
in the centre of my heart
and it blossoms
in your love.

I step away from
this broken heart and
board the ship of hope
to sail across the sea
of tomorrow.

I'm not strong enough
to not give my love to those
who don't deserve it

10:14 AM
16/5/21

Who stays with someone
who shows you only a small
fragment of their soul?

4:07 PM
2/3/22

I try not to let my
shadows consume me
but some nights
are too dark for
my light.

Isn't it strange
how we forget most
of our dreams yet there
are some dreams that
we carry for the
rest of our lives?

Some days the
urge to reach out to
you is stronger than others.
That urge turns to an ache
when I remember how
you cut that line
so very long ago.

I miss you
so much that
your smile has become the
sun in my sky and your voice-
the wind that gently flows
through each and every
one of my days.

If I could turn back
time I would eliminate
the moment we met

4:51 PM
12/6/22

I don’t regret opening the door to you.
you entered this heart and
illuminated every corner.
You were the brightest thing
I have ever let in
even though you
turned off the light.

Don't believe a word
if their actions never speak
the absolute truth

5:06 PM
17/3/21

You’re all I have left
it’s the worst kind of theft
to lose a portion of your soul

I search and I search
from Pluto to church
Without you I’ll never feel whole

Dear Diary;
why do I keep doing this
to myself?
The way I still check up on them
when I am nothing but
a second thought,
if a thought at all.
It’s no wonder I am
still a mess.
Why can’t I just
let it go?
Why can’t I just
be gone?

I would erase all the poetry
I had ever written for you if
it would free me from
your grasp.

I will tell myself
that I am over you,
and I believe it most of the time,
but then I wonder what would happen
if I saw you again.
Would I make the same mistake
and fall into your trap again?
Would I be able to ignore
your siren song if you
were to call my name?

How lonely is the
writer who sinks into the page
as they pour their mind into their words
only for no other soul to
witness their art?

Usually I say
that I am tired when I
usually mean sad

11:35 PM
20/3/22

If our love
had a sound,
it would be the sweetest song.
Tell me you hear the music-
the beat of our hearts
and our harmonies
intertwined.

Despite
the distance,
no one will ever
be closer to my heart
than you.

Chasing the night,
again.
Hoping for the one
to help me forget
about the
pain.

How solitary
and sublime these
winter nights have been.
I have always preferred
the shadows and silence
to the endless crowds
and commotion of
everyday life.

Sometimes
I miss the sensations,
the thrill, the palpitations,
the titillations, the adventure.
But nothing more, just that,
or so I tell myself.

We are all born
with sunflowers in our chests.
It is up to us to nurture them
and let them grow and guide us.
Let love's sunlight and
the rainfall of life
provide you with
all you need to keep
the flower firm.

How can forgetting you
be an option when your love
remains in this heart,
infused onto this soul?

If my time were to end
tomorrow,
I would hope not to upset you.
Just know that I lived life to
the best of my ability.
Know that I remained loyal,
bold and sometimes bizarre.
So if I meet my end
tomorrow,
think of it more as a
mere inconvenience
rather than a tragedy.
I have lived a hundred lives,
been on a thousand journeys,
so just be sure to wish me a
safe and thrilling journey
for whatever comes next.

What if we are not
the writers of our story?
A writer knows the next page
where as we are prisoners
of the past and present.
Hell, some of us barely live a story,
but merely characters in another's story,
or worse, nothing but a tragedy.

Just because they have
a heart, does not mean they are
capable of love

6:51 AM
6/8/24

You came to this world
desperate for answers but
instead you found me

7:40 PM
8/7/21

Who knew this city of music
would change our lives forever?
Two strangers, one night,
two hearts, one bottle.
Whether it has left us better off-
well, I'm still trying to figure that out
and I'm sure you are too.

Dear Diary;
to be honest,
I don't mind being a little broken.
If it means that
these pieces of me
can make you whole then
that's alright with me.
I'm used to it
anyway.

Propaganda
does not work because
people are dumb,
it works because people
want to believe.

It is okay to leave,
but if and when you do,
don't forget to cherish the good
and abandon the bad.

Won't you be my muse
at least for the night?
I promise to write you-
immortalize you onto the page.
Let your passion inspire me
until our next night,
and then the next.
Let this cycle of passion
never end.

It was you who hurt
me and yet I was the one
who apologized

11:50 PM
22/9/22

I would rather
face the sun than
face the shadows and demons
buried deep inside.

The skies ache for the sun,
the seas thirst for the moon.
The stars kiss their planets,
and I yearn for you.

I do not want you
to chase after me-
all I want is for someone
to care about my return.