May 30, 2012

the end of the disastrous

You were my own personal catastrophe, I met you and with time all I knew dived into a black hole, never to be found again. Disaster can be exciting sometimes when everything in life is plain, but life is ever-changing and disaster can after all be dull. 

One day, not too far ago, I had a lot going on for me, except for you. I was tired of the same excuses, so I let you know that I was letting go, and I did.

It was the end of the disastrous, it was the end of a lot of things.

May 21, 2012

real or not real

“You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real.”
- Suzanne Collins (Mockingjay)

May 18, 2012

i love you

The first time I heard those words they were a lie.
I guess the phrase got drained of meaning forever.

May 16, 2012

i was his past

He was a different person, you could see from the way he walked and looked at me.
He left with her, and it was fine.
I was his past.

come back

Come back when you can,
I'll be waiting forever with a tear in my eye,
always with a sad tune at heart.
Come back when you can,
we'll pick up where we left behind,
this time we won't let each other down.

Come back and we'll surely make it right.

May 8, 2012

that's not me

I was truly sorry for leaving, so I went and said I'm sorry, hoping to not let him with loose ends like I'd been left before. I don't want to be like them, I don't want to be a dream crasher, I don't want to be an emotion stabber. That's not me.

May 4, 2012

the cliches

What to say when the cliches become true,
when it's really me and not you,
when we really need to talk,
when moving forward would harm us,
when there's something else I need to focus on.

What to say when it all seems overplayed,
words seem to be displaced,
words become a waste.

May 1, 2012


He talked about evolution and I just wondered did we really evolve? To me it seemed all the same, we we're making the same mistakes.

the normalcy of you

You became normal, a part of me, of my life. I took you for granted, thought you'd always be around. When you left I pretended to be fine, but truth is a piece of me started to die.