To the flower that bloomed too early

To the flower that bloomed too early
I wanted to say,
I love you.

To the flower that bloomed too early
I wanted to say,
You were perfect.

To the flower that bloomed too early
I wanted to say,
Winter didn’t know what it was messing with.

To the flower that bloomed too early
I wanted to say,
The garden seems darker without you.

To the flower that bloomed too early
I wanted to say,
I love you

– 7/27/17

Obsession

When did my world start

To revolve around you

 

My last chance

My only redemption

NO

No, you are not mine

Yet you are me

All of me

The only me

 

And even now as I play your voice

On repeat

Memorise

Mesmerise, the mumbles

Fallen from your lips

Till they drill into my bones

Find a home in my soul

 

I can’t help myself

Obsession

A permanent condition

Fuck!

Just fucking decide,

Do you care or not

Do I matter to you,

Or not

Just fucking tell me,

To my face

I’m tired of this pretending bullshit

We keep for names sake

 

The thing is I know you’re like me

But knowing that does not satisfy me

I am the ugly monster

That fell in love with a demon

She will always know the feeling

She will always know the feeling,
of your arms around her.
She will always know the feeling,
of her heart beating faster.
She will always know the feeling,
of loving too much.
She will always know the feeling,
of your ever present touch.

She will always know the feeling,
of your betrayal.
She will always know the feeling,
of wanting to walk of the rail.
She will always know the feeling,
of how it all ended.
She will always know the feeling,
of never being mended.

She will always know the feeling,
of you sweet summer smile.
She will always know the feeling,
of you walking on by.
She will always know the feeling,
of not being noticed.
She will always know the feeling,
of seeing love in your eyes.

Timothy

She let her hand fall to the keys, the music came naturally. It flew in her blood. Her fingers played the notes like the heartbeat of an old friend. She let the sounds consume her. Escaping into a world more peaceful than hers. Where there was only music. No people. “I see my lady is back on the keys.” The music stopped abruptly. “Oh sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt you” She gave a slight nod not caring to turn and acknowledge the anonyms figure. “Well, I shall leav-“the stranger started but got cut off by a much more booming voice. “Martin I’m so glad you could make it, how’s your father, I haven’t seen him in a while.” Martin. What a common name. She looked over to find a man (he could hardly be called such), lean and tall with coal black hair. “He’s well, on a business trip. Terribly sorry he couldn’t make it.” His voice sounded nice on her ears. “Oh the old soul, always working” Both men let out a mechanic laugh. He finally turned to look at her “Ah Adeline I see that you’re at it again. Why don’t you play us a tune.” It was more command than request but what else do you expect from a retired commander general. She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. Her hands found the keys again but this time played a much darker tune. She slowly let her body sway to the music as they became one. This is all she wanted. To forget her surroundings. Her memories. Her thoughts. To disappear out of existence.  To melt against the backdrop of eternity. This was all she wanted. But her wants were selfish and fate would have no part of it. “Harold! What are you doing here, the guests are asking… Oh Timothy, I didn’t know you had come.” She looked sharply at me. “I apologise for my daughter’s attire. She seemed to have forgotten that we were having company.” Before ‘Martin’ or was it ‘Timothy’ could respond “It’s quite alright. We were just leaving.” The two men exited the room. “Adeline!” She shrieked. “Did I not tell you there would be guests?”

You

What are these thoughts I cannot contain. Its cause of you I’m going insane. You. Yes, you with your brilliant smile. You with your unending laughter and beautiful eyes. Why you. Why not someone more…more obtainable. Someone to spend the summer nights and rainy days with. Someone I can keep forever, not just like how we commune through screens. I want something more than you can offer, something more than you can see. Cause now I’m fallen. We met by an unlikely accident, my tragic distractions. Now I can’t seem to untangle myself from you. It’s true, I’m going crazy cause of you.

You.
A stupid obsession.
A steady consumption.
A terrible compilation.

You have managed to single handedly make my life hell, without even touching me. You. You have corrupted my files. Now all I see inside…is you. Too many feelings. Far too soon. Maybe it’s a phase. Let’s hope that’s true.

My love

My love,
she is made of harp strings and melodies.
My love,
her thoughts are all but known.
My love,
she’s got courage of her own.
My love,
her voice in my ear.
My love.
Please don’t disappear,
my love.
Glimmer and shine,
my love.
Live and die,
my love.
Know you place,
my love.
Don’t escape,
my love.
Show me mercy,
my love.
Show me grace,
my love.
In a heartbeat,
my love.
We shall meet,
my love.