the story of me without you

a starless night

all gray and dark

the moon felt incomplete

it just watched and waited

a fruitless tree

leaves fall from its branch

the bark felt incomplete

it just watched and waited

a humid air

40 days without rain

the desert felt incomplete

it just watched and waited

plain and simple

vanilla without the sprinkles

the ice cream felt incomplete

it just watched and waited

sleepless night

a bed without the blanket

the kid felt incomplete

it just watched and waited

black and stale

a brew without a taste

the coffee felt incomplete

it just watched and waited

as I watch and wait

what is left is this space

between me and you

you without me 

and me without you

the warm hellos

the long conversations

the sincerest laughs

the fondest stories

the silent iloveyous

the sweetest goodnights

the me misses you, terribly.

she's come undone

Your heart of wax

Light them up to conquer the dark

So many souls you’re trying to save

Light the path to no one’s grave.

Fasten your faith to a crippled mind

Everything has crumbled with this twisted fate

A wounded soldier unprepared for war

Arms and legs, all these, they crave.

You are vulnerable,

You are weak

They took advantage, not hearing you speak

As the shadows of you creep into the night

It wanders into the dark,

trying with all your might.

Suffocating and breathless

As they indulge in this surrendered defeat

Weeping silence, echoes not making a sound

Giving up the ghost that once was found.

Redeem yourself for the sake of others

For all the battles that you need to conquer

You know either way you’ll fall

And yet you still choose to save them all.

A mother,

A daughter,

A friend,

A lover.

She’s come undone.

I wonder who will save her now.

a sad fairytale

the sun shines its truest beauty

with her eyes closed, she cannot see

as she sits by the lake in recollection

in her pink, flowing gown

the words echo in her head

‘you are my princess’ he said

‘I promise not to leave your side

and soon you will become my bride’

time passed as she waits still

to a lovely promise she holds dear

as she puts her tiara to her heart

‘where are you my prince…

and the promise to never part?’

the moon shines its truest beauty

with her eyes closed, she cannot see

as she sits by the lake in recollection

in her pink, flowing gown

her fate sits with her

as she waits for her prince charming to come

futile

the bird flies on the horizon,

trailing behind you.

you turned your face once,

or was it twice?

it did not falter,

losing some feathers along the way.

you knew it was in pain,

as you turned around one last time.

and then it stopped

a sad look cast upon its face,

signaling the end of the chasing game.

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the bird flies again on the horizon

with a wounded heart that it knew will never heal.

it flies and it falls,

it now knows how to love in vain.

black and blue

it comes again.

the time freezes,

the surroundings choose to stop

for a few seconds,

not even a minute.

like the wind,

it breezes into my mind,

a wistful memoir.

as I welcome this pause,

this silence,

this thought,

this melancholy moment with you.