The skies burn red
and I remember
everything you said.
A warm breeze, a warm memory,
running through my head.

Is 'hollow' an emotion?
It is thought of as feeling nothing,
but isn't that enough to warrant an emotion?
Maybe we need a better word for
what this feeling of hollowness really is-
is it not something we can feel
deep within our gut?
Is there such thing as an
emotionless state of being or
is the only way to achieve that
in death?

I have always
wondered if angels exist,
and since meeting you,
I no longer have
my doubts.

Reflections under a pale moon
her hair shimmers like neptune.
We look up at the stars with awed eyes
and watch the cosmos as time flies.
Her blue hair as blue as her heart,
yet she is still my favorite work of art.
Yes, it's true, her heart is torn,
but like the stars above, we are reborn.
So let us look to the cosmos-
to the heavens we are so close.
Magnificent are the angels up there
as is the girl with blue hair.

We all have different
ways of healing.
For me, I need solitude,
so much solitude and silence.
To just be with myself and
my thoughts is how I
recharge that battery that
never had much spark
to begin with.

None of us are
as big as the ocean,
but each one of us are drops
capable of causing a ripple.

Sometimes,
between this distance,
darkness and silence,
your voice will break through
and sing away the sorrows and shadows-
a reminder that we are never
truly alone.

I think that
every sunflower
follows your light
to find their way
back home.

It's not that
I'm not loved,
it's that I am loved
but it doesn't seem
to fill the hole
you left
long
ago.

Sometimes I forget
That I'm alone and that these
thoughts are all I have

10:04 PM
29/9/22

You keep pouring sorrow
into my glass that is
already full.
You pour
and you pour,
until it overflows,
and then you pour
some more.

This photograph,
this knowledge of you,
will stay with me forever.
A snapshot in time
of who you once were
and who I once loved
forever cherished in this heart.
And though you may change,
sometimes into someone
I no longer recognize,
this memory will remain
as you were when I loved you
in this photograph.

We are all just wicks
clinging to the light as we burn
through time,
yet no candle
can burn forever.

I feel too much-
I know it all too well.
I hold on for too long despite
knowing when the flames have smothered.
My heart is in ruins and I am left
wandering through embers of
all those long lost memories.

I live in an ocean
of your memories,
in shadows and the silence
at the bottom of your trenches.

You may be far but
I keep you in the deepest
parts of this lone heart

6:09 PM
22/1/22

You never know which
'goodbye' or 'I love you' will
be the last you hear

8:46 PM
25/5/25

The only one who
feels with me is me-
all the joy, the pain,
and everything in between.
Those tears and those smiles
only reach my face and
its my burden to carry.
This is my solitude and it is
all I have ever know.

My fear
has faded,
and now I dare
to love
you.

You know
you are okay
when you are no
longer fixated
on nostalgia

We may not be in love
anymore,
but that doesn't mean I
don't want you to be happy
without me.

Now that you have seen
how I need my solitude
to escape bustle and burden
of everyday life and
how I need my silence
to escape these deafening crowds,
how I take refuge behind this
impenetrable heart of stone,
am I still easy to love?

I only had to
gaze upon one of
your stars to fall
in love with
your universe.

It hurts me so much
to see what I see,
what hurts me more is
that no one else sees it.

You are still present
in every soul I witness,
every smile that shines
and every heart that loves.

Like water,
love cycles through you and I,
and every corner of this world.
It's always flowing,
always adapting,
always transforming-
where would we be without it?

You may be living
without me but you are not
without all my love

3:38 PM
4/5/24

Have you come
to put me out of my misery
or are you going to keep pretending
to love me?

Some nights are
filled with so much darkness,
so much emptiness.
Everyone is asleep now
and it's just me and the solitude
once again.
Is this what
loneliness feels like?

Nobody knows me
the way I'd like to be known-
nobody at all

9:05 PM
21/8/22

I wish I never
had to say goodbye
and I wish our goodnights
weren't stretched across the world.
I do not wish for many things
but I wish you to be the
first and last face I see
each and every day.

Another room,
another company,
they all feel the same after a while.
I prefer solitude,
to keep to myself and
listen to these people
rather than speak.
But in truth, I feel even more alone
when I am with them rather
than my solitude.
These walls were built to
shield me from these people
and I intend to keep
the door closed.

I'm one call away
from leaving it all behind
just to be with
you

Some nights are
more unforgiving than others.
It is the thought of you that eases me
on those cold and lonely nights.
I take shelter in your twilight
until daylight returns
and do it all again
the next night.

I know that sometimes
I can be difficult,
even a bit frustrating,
but just know that
I still love you
and always will.

In the end,
you either leave
because you are not loved
or you stay
because you love too much.

Fear not,
your soulmate
will make you fall in love
with yourself too.
They are you and
you are them.
Two souls,
one love.

I love you during rain or shine,
and everything in between.
I love you in my solitude
no matter how distant I seem.
I love you in my absence
even across the land and sea.
I love you when I'm anxious
even when it's taken my autonomy.
I love you in every country
from Vietnam to Turkey.
I love you now and forever
and for all of eternity.

These are
troubled time.
Society is sick in a
world growing uglier,
as is the number of those
who wish to extinguish
the flames of hope
and freedom.

We are not the same person
as we were yesterday.
Today we believe in this,
and tomorrow we believe in that.
Yesterday is a distant dream and
today I'm only waking up.

Are you
as tired of
this distance
between us
as I am?

What does it matter
what I tell my heart? Because
of you I'm broken

10:58 PM
22/2/22

Our lives
are tapestries
woven with memories.

You planted
a sunflower
and it bloomed your future.

It feels like an
eternity and a blink
since the last time
I saw you and I
have been prisoner
to this paradox
ever since.

My favorite song
is the one you strum
upon my heartstrings-
the one that puts my
demons to sleep
and my heart
to nirvana.

History doesn't
repeat but it does reflect
every so often

9:47 PM
16/5/21

Alone again on
this summer night.
No emotions this evening,
not even any thoughts or sensations.
The ambience consumes me
as I give into the abating ambience.
There will be no dreams tonight,
but also no fear.

I live only to
survive the nights that feel cold
and dark and lonely

10:48 PM
21/9/24

Are you hoping they will
come back or say they miss you?
Are you hoping they will
wipe away all those tears and scars
they left upon you?
Are you sure you are not wishful thinking?
That they have not thought about you since
and have gone the farthest
they could from you?