she was a burning fire
but he failed to see the flames in her eyes
and now he is struggling to relight the ashes
together with the flames the feelings faded

You walk past me though you do not see me
You walk past me though you do not hear me
You stand by me without notice
I am here
I am there
All I want to know is that you care
I could vanish tomorrow
and this would be the end
Ignorance, and love shed
A pain so deep that it’s numb
Beyond control
Out of control
Me, you, them
To hold and to share ones thoughts can be the most important part in life to help to be open to feel free
Love is precious
Life is precious
You are precious  

                           By Skye

It's 10 P.M.
While my earphones are stuck in my ears for 3 hours,
I waited to hear your name clash between the lyrics of the song I am listening to
As the singer tune his mood out of every metaphor he says,
You are all I see, all I hear, and all I care
I thought of the Pacific Ocean and the moon
How both beautiful beings had never collided and I thought of us
I thought of how I always wanted to intertwine your big tanned hands to mine
But then I also realized that it was just friendly messages you give me and that you thought of intertwining your hands with someone, but not me.
I wept;
your name echoed along the rivers of my tears and it felt absolutely painful
I imagined your crooked smile,
how it shines while it looked at me when you haven't had a clue about what I felt.
And then suddenly you knew,
and it was painful again
and I was crying again
and my heart still echoed for your touch, I don't know why
The singer says I should hold on,
never should I stop believing that I could be yours, and that we could be together
But then the teacup of my feelings broke when the earthquake of your response punched through my heart and wobbled my hands until I can no longer hold the teacup.
My hearts aches again.
I remember your sweet scent,
and when you call me and I glance at you, I see bubbles and sparkles
And maybe everything nice, including you.
But I'm sad, because anxiety took over me and you couldn't save me, I know you wouldn't want to save me. Because it's such a pain, it's too much effort and you don't like that, so you decided to put ice cold packs in your messages and reply with dull words.
And my heart aches again, and this time, it's much painful.
I've always wanted to bear your name,
carve it to my heart and claim it mine
But to think that your rainbow-colored smile and tanned skin would not belong to me,
I stopped, let anxiety took over
And gave you all up.

you keep me up at night love
thinking of our future
and how wild the odds are
that i found you

When is too late?
Does the sun rise warm
on the face of the blind?
Do the deaf hear
the longing in a resolved chord?
Is a ravaged memory
consumed by the absence of thought?
A body ripens until
it frightens the young.
Wrinkled hands once
caressed alert skin
spreading ecstasy
in wide arcs.
Who owns these finite moments
immersed in the infinite?
Swept into the union
of the ocean
time has forever
lost what is tardy.

sultry summer wind,
kisses mango blooms came late;
make them regret it!

Late night Macca-run,
Busted up hand-me-down car
Rattling along the rocky road
With his warm hoodie draped around me
Like a toga with a Supreme sticker.

AC's turned off in traffic
As the night breeze is all we need
To enjoy this comfortable night
In his car, together.

I order a hot chocolate.
He orders a cheeseburger.
And we share the fries,
And I drain his pepsi
Until all there is
Is a pile of melted ice
And the soft pallet of knock-off cola
- in which both of us refuse to drink the leftover contents.

The cup is still warm in my hands,
And the car smells of fried food and cocoa powder.
His eyes are focused on the road,
While mine are focused elsewhere.

Soon,
He drops me home,
and ditches the trash.
And that was the end of our quiet late-night dinner-date.