if we were meant to be
my soul wouldn't fly
so
delicately.


as the wind blows through the green of the trees
as the air became a mixture of dust and cold breeze
i didn't expect my soul to fly
so
delicately.

Drained to the point of delusion,
   She put her hand up and grasped,
  The thin, contaminated air
    Helped her lungs expand, contract

As her fatigue eyes and hands let go
Of the nothing in the palm of her hand
    Her little eyes read a small drop
A drop of precious tear made way through her pale blue face.

Her cracked voice managed to voice
   A short sentence that held what meant
"Let me go,"
  And at that very moment,
       Her twinkly blue eyes that had no spark
Closed,
Once and forever.

You will be remembered.

y.m

its an indescribable feeling i've been trying to read for hours,
days, weeks, months
it's more than an itch in the back
more than feeling a twitch in the cheek
or a twist in the stomach
it's more like looking at a knife stab you right in the chest
like watching claws pierce through your bare skin
or like watching the words of your significant one penetrate into your mind
it ******* hurts
and i don't think it'll go away, not in even a millennium

i love the brightness in your eyes
when you look at something you like

colors are bright,
and how i wish i would be there
at all times when
your eyes light up
like the darkest night skies


and how i wish
our paths will cross
once again
just for a little while
for our hearts to meet

(y.m)

This is a promise with a catch
Only if you're looking
can it find you
True love is searching too
But how can it recognize you
until you step out into the light
don't be sad, I know you will
but don't give up until
true love will find you in the end.

(d.j- true love will find you in the end)

I'd try to begin with a "hello"
but "hello" could have me lose
something I've never had
for my own.