love arrived one day
and i know
that i am more than willing
to give all my heart and soul
without fear
all in
full of hope
because we don't know
when love will leave
or if it will ever try
to visit me once more

how
are
you ?

oftentimes
it is better
to leave words
unspoken
and unheard

for truth
can be too painful
that it is better
to turn a blind eye
on things
that might have occurred

what if love
isnt just really
meant for people
like
us?

should we stop loving
or continue to chase
that magical feeling
called
love?

i've always wanted to write more
but i am here
gasping for words
overwhelmed by poetries
drowned in my thoughts

if i could
i would kiss away the pain
with poetries and prose
for all i know is write
until all the tears are out dry

but i couldnt

he collected me
once every piece
and shaped my edges
for him to fit me in

and then when he left
returning those parts of me

it no longer fit
the way
it used to be