❥ Way Back

He was every bit of my short-lived happiness, a part of my overwhelming sadness, and the blatant beginning of my madness. I don’t ever want him out of my life, and only now did I realize that seeing him is what makes a good day so good. Whether he had a smile on his face or not upon seeing me, matters no more as long as he stayed.

If time could turn back to better days, he would still be there.

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❥ trois

Fate must’ve hated the very idea of us.

To be able to meet the most perfect thing, that does not spare you a single glance, and couldn’t care less about who you are, is what fate had in mind when we heard of each other for the first time.

Fate does not stop to listen to the beating of our hearts, nor does it attend to the yearning in our souls. To us, it is a cruel thing that gives momentary happiness, yet suddenly decides to take it away when we least expect it.

But I don’t hate it.

It built a path between you and I.

Less traveled, but never forgotten.

❥ deux

She, who was used to warm smiles on sunny days, never knew of winter snow.

It was a chilly night, so cold it made her curl into a ball in the corner of her room, haunted by a strange feeling of emptiness. Ever since he left, she had forgotten the warmth of his hand, and everything she touched had felt the same.

Cold. Empty. Lifeless.

He was still there. She refused to believe that whatever they had shared in the past was gone. Maybe when the sun comes up he would show up at her door again, ready to pull her into a hug and give her that heartwarming smile she hadn’t seen for a long time. And suddenly, he might want to forget about that particular day, when it was raining and the closest she got to snow was the coldness reflected on his beautiful eyes.

It was hope which drove her to sleep, wishing that tomorrow would be a sunny day.

 

❥ Her

She knows you better than I do, and has been there waiting, before I even realized these feelings which I hold.

She looked a bit like you, too. Pale skin, little eyes, and an angel-like aura every time she passes by. Your friends seemed to like the two of you together, and I couldn’t pretend not to see it.

Yes, you two are perfect for each other.

But she’s giving you to me.

You’re not hers, nor you are mine. But for some time now I’ve decided to only become yours, and I could tell she won’t ever think of having such a decision in her pretty head.

She must’ve thought of you as handsome; no, you’re too beautiful to be called that. There is something about you which only I knew of; she doesn’t see you the same way as I.

And this, is what calmed me every time she’d run up to me, her wings spread wide open, telling me of her love for you. I was foolish for letting it get to me, and even felt the need to ask you about it.

You didn’t disappoint, when you made it clear that she’s not the one for you either.

❥ Lovelorn

If he tells me that he loves me

I’ll tell him I did, too, before

Because now I have given up entirely

And stopped knocking on his door.

It took some time to realize

That not everything will go my way

But even if his kindness was just a lie

I still yearn to see him each day.

All that I ever wanted to know

Was what he saw in those eyes

Which, when laid upon me, show

A feeling as cold as ice.

It was a feeling only he could bring

And, back then, if he had asked me

I would tell him he is everything

The only person I ever wanted to see.

❥ Forever and Always // Taylor Swift

Was I out of line?

Did I say something way too honest

made you run and hide

Like a scared little boy?

I looked into your eyes, thought I knew you for a minute

now I’m not so sure

 

So here’s to everything coming down to nothing

Here’s to silence

that cuts me to the core

Where is this going? Thought I knew for a minute

but I don’t anymore.

 

And I stare at the phone

He still hasn’t called

And then

You feel so low

You can’t feel nothing at all

And you flashback to

When he said forever and always

❥ Enduring

Hey, you.

It’s been five months since we first talked, and I thought that by now I may be getting to know a little side of you. But in all honesty, I can’t figure out whether reaching out to you is the right decision or not.

Back then, you seemed a bit interested in me, like you didn’t mind if I make an effort to talk to you everyday. But all that changed. You changed. I once saw you as a person who’s too nice to brush off other people’s feelings, but now, it seemed that everything about me doesn’t matter to you.

Till then, I won’t be letting you go.

I love you too much, but not enough, to do so.

Please hang in there… and allow my feelings to reach you.