You were fire? No, you were water.
And in you, I dove...
Bouncing like a ball
on hallway while mother shops...
I've not been there before, but it smells like...
Washing the curse off your hair, cold water runs...
Your eyes are milky way to my heart
galaxy full of wonders...
The house is too quiet without you;
sombre and unplayful without watching...
Iris pools filled burgundy lips
with bitter taste of summer salt...
They say I'm not supposed to be
friends with those who're in love with me...
A chapter in an
unfinished book, let it go...
Should I compose a sonnet just for you?
You are a judge who's tired of reading them...
Heart broken and wrecked,
esteem torn and reduced to sadness...
Today I woke up happy
Yesterday I didn't get sad...
Deeplydesturbed
Depressed and friendly, yet sad...