Trapped somewhere

Between wanting to forget

And wanting to hold on.

Your hugs makes me feel like

the world could burning down

and as long I am between those arms

nothing bad is gonna happen to me

I feel a yearning

deep in the pit of my stomach

For something I've never known my entire life

But maybe, that is the reason why.

Maybe it's visceral.

Even though I've never held it in my fingers

My body knows what it misses.

Maybe my skin understands on its own

What it lacks and hence craves for it every night.

-dkg

A cada momento me pregunto que hubiera sido de nosotros dos ¿estaríamos juntos? ¿Seríamos felices? ¿que hubiera pasado? ¿Hubiéramos hecho todo lo que un día planeamos hacer? ¿Hubiéramos bailado todas las canciones que prometimos bailar? ¿Hubiéramos tenido esas citas que planeamos? Sinceramente espero que en ese "hubiera" que dicen que no existe, hagamos todo lo que no pudimos hacer algún día.

~s

Todavía siento un vacío en el pecho cuando alguien dice tu nombre.

~s

Does anyone else just crave looking at someone and having them look back-

like the kind of intimacy in just prolonged eye contact that says

“Hey. I’m here.

I’m here with you.

And we are here with each other

 I see you like how you see me.

Look at us, here in this moment together and seeing through each other.”

- Sana Zia, journal entry excerpt 09/05/2021

But honey, some forevers are just one sided.

I had a pen in my hand,

Drawing you instead of doing what I’ve planned,

Wondering if you too were secretly looking at me

Because in my imaginary world you’re finding me lovely

Thinking that my dark hair would go well with your sunny curls

Craving to kiss my neck dressed with cream colored pearls.

But I guess this is all just a result from my own desire

Turning my secret fancies into a passionate fire.

Because in the end I’m just a simple girl in a simple world

Dreaming about the guy next to me who doesn’t even see me because I’m not that pretty.

Library kind of love, May 4th 2021, 3:09AM

He isn't the one you're looking for, but he is the one that you need.

N.I [ The one who’ll appreciate you ]

Café Terrace at Night - Vincent Van Gough - (1888)

I went down memory Lane tonight, Sat at the café terrace under starlight. Although so many years have passed, It hasn’t changed since I saw it last.

The accordionist still plays our tune, Under the mystic glow of the moon. Life is sweet under this canopy, The best side of humanity.

I sip my tea, embrace it’s heat, Gently rock upon my seat. Now I’m at a table for one, It’s been a while since you’ve been gone.

wilt

leaves shrivel 

in my presence,

a reverse Midas touch,

my succulents never live

Long, do they?

Love withers 

at my contact,

sparks snuff out,

when I stay too

Long, perhaps 

it isn’t you, 

it’s me 

wasn’t another 

white lie.

Because she is a mother...that is how and why she does the impossible.

Michael Carini, Carini Arts

Left On Read

She sent it, and she waited 

As her breath slowly bated, 

 The message, left on read, 

To a person, who was dead.

 She told him, how she loved him, 

She told him nothing grim, 

She was told, in return, that he was sadly gone, 

He’d felt, in his life, he was just a pawn. 

 She soon felt anger, disgust, sadness, 

She needed an exile from all this madness, 

She loved him, he left her, 

What more were people good for? 

 People just betrayed, they spent what wasn’t their own, 

She thought love was bliss, but she should have known. 

No one ever lasted, no lives were in sync, 

Whatever you may earn, will be lost in a blink. 

 She loved him, she hated him, 

She praised him, she berated him. 

She had known love, at last, But he had snatched it, too fast.

"I don't care about haram or halal. I'd rather extinguish the fire in hell and burn heaven, so that people could start loving God for no other reason than love".

Shams_

I’ve wasted opportunity thus far in my life.

Too old to go back and take the chances I should have.

Not that you care, you’ve gotten what you wanted.

I’m bitter and angry at you.

You blame me but you’re the one who cast the first stone.

Those words, cutting into me like a knife.

Wearing me done until I had nothing left.

But I stayed with you.

I continued to love you as you shoved me down further.

Continued to praise you and make you feel good.

But living below you wasn’t good enough. I just didn’t give you all I had.

Now years later I look back and all the signs pointed to leave.

But I stayed.

And stayed.

And stayed.

Through all the pain and heartache.

Because I made a promise to you.

Promises are made to be broken, I just learned that too late.

Slowly

We watched together as the sun slowly went down, 

Glimmery orange, and a yellow crown. 

Slowly, the darkness came upon us, 

Slowly, the moon rose to fame upon us.

Somewhere behind us the clock slowly ticks, 

As we wait, and wait, for our mozzarella sticks. 

Somewhere slowly, a lonely fox meets his love, 

Somewhere slowly, a cold hand fits a woollen glove. 

Slowly, cherished memories are born, 

Slowly, all self-hatred is torn.

Slowly, comes the end, of a stressful strife, 

Slowly, moves everything good in life.

Wasted

No matter how hard

or how often you attempt

to disconnect yourself from reality

You will still never be able

to escape the inevitability

of your own loneliness

It hits you

during a 3 AM hangover

in your dark and silent bedroom

In a hospital bed

after just one too many pills

and the room is empty

In your bathroom

sitting in a blood puddle

while everyone claims you're selfish for surviving

When she kisses you

but her touch is shallow

and you realize you're only a rebound

Your vices are no match.

Each escape has its limits.

Even death.

So maybe instead of running,

it's best to accept it.

Aren't you out of breath?

- @fluffyprincess025 (MaCeighla)

Stranger in my dreams.

Is this loneliness or insanity? Your face is as clear as the night sky yet I've never seen you before. I can sense your presence near me yet you’re nowhere to be found. I hear the unspoken words you’re telling me yet silence surrounds me. I know you very well yet at the same time I don't.

Why's being afraid so easy?

And falling for someone too quick

Hurting too deep

You want someone

and yet pushes them away

Tell me, do i slay this feelings

Or do i keep it?

'Cause now

I've never been so lonely

Never have i seen myself that sad

For something i should be happy—

For a long time

But should i really be?

But couldn't reject it

Or embraced it

But doubt it;

Doubting everything i feel, i see or hear

In the end, even the ones i meet— i knew

Wind whispers and blew

I should tear this to pieces

Run for the hills

Close this chapter, seal it

Leave, leave it all behind

And replay but in a different scene of way

-Gallene //caught in red lights;

You

You smell like the earth- musky and rustic;

And your warmth is like the rays of sunshine on my good days.

You feel like my favorite bed

the kind I dive into and refuse to leave for days

or months

or a lifetime.

I love your eyes, the way they seem to laugh when you laugh

and when you smile, I could just perish.

You tease me when I stare at you for too long,

said I looked at you like you hold my entire universe in the palm of your hands.

You're not wrong, you know.

And although the future is not promised,

I thank whatever cosmic power is responsible

for shoving you into my path

when it felt like the journey ahead is too impossible to pursue.

-dc.