daydream madness

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Love; a sacred archive of past emotions, the morning sun to our gray beginnings
you were and you still are the object of my affection until oxygen ceases my brain
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ghost of your past

It began harmlessly enough, I never expected it to change my perspective of love,
but with all departures; will come sadness. Suddenly, you’re lost in the madness.

Had a charm for days, a smile that could make anyone’s stomach fill
with butterflies just from a simple look. It was muse at first glance
and as I look again on it, maybe it was meant to happen.

hopes

You gave me this vibe – a sentimental yet swiftly cold aura, I knew in my heart I’d place you in the depths of my heart. As much as I like to deny it for all it is worth, you truly got me struck with 3 words. From the hello that shaped our moments, to the silent goodbye-
and the spiral of repetition cycles, this was true; regardless of what you think of us now.

”Pistanthrophobia; the fear of trusting

Drove me mad, but kept me happy. Made me cry, yet you’re the rays of sun on my face,
we made a mess of our time, something we’ll never get back, but I’ll treasure this
and it doesn’t matter if we don’t ever speak again, having you once was enough.
I am not your only love, neither would I expect it from a heart of such charm
although it does get to me, how I’m now the ghost of your past.

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Surely, it must have meant the world to you at some point,
or maybe it did not- since you didn’t love me at first chance.

I wish I could understand your reasons for letting go,
because it’d bring me well-needed peace.

I can only hold on to the memories we built-
and the ones we never had the chance to.

the heart has a mind, and it adores you

The faces are always you, by the looks of it, and I’m tired of pretending like I don’t love that, or the fact you make me ever so smitten, despite the amount of distance between us. It could be years from now and I’d still feel your hologram hand on my shoulder, flickering lights go off in my head and I am alive once again. The day you touched my soul, it turned gold. Memories live on inside of my mind and I don’t think I’ll ever want to forget your effect. As crazy as it seems, you’re a dream come to light, angels and demons would have a fight when it comes to your source of energy. It was a mix of good and bad, the kind of balance anyone would lean over for, would fight all their lives to gain just an ounce of. You see drugs on a table as a bad influence, but not the walking temptations that roam the streets, breaking the hearts of doomed souls for a laugh. Addictions can rise from a simple touch to a captivating smile. Anything or anyone can make you feel alive. Even your worst enemy can give you something you’ve never had, life is full of twists and turns, and we’ll never learn, because that’s a part of our lives, we make a mess, we make amends, but the heart stays true to it’s belief.

nostalgia bites

It’s been a long time to forbid emotions to run like a water tap
love drips all into my heart and I am lost for words
mainly because it’s drowning in lust

The image of yours is stuck in my brain like a virus
I can’t get rid of you nor do I want to erase you
from my heart, or my brain, or my dreams

I am taken aback by these strong waves of depth
intense nostalgia running through my head
forever lost in standing time.

dying for a touch of paradise

I simply can’t get you out of my head
& I wonder if I ever will at this point

a single thought of you drives me insane
with desire to kiss & tell about your soul

magnificent piece of art
whom consumes my mind

madness called unconditional love

you’re like the tattoo I don’t have yet
an image in my head that I’m obsessed with

you’re like the book I haven’t gotten to read
yet the cover is stuck in my head

you’re like the sun that hasn’t shined
yet the rays of light is what I need

you’re like the bad habit I’m currently fighting against
yet it makes me feel so alive whilst losing my breath

you’re the soulmate I wish I could have held
yet I know I can’t look back on damaged love

you’re the world I want to see and explore
but I know I probably won’t see it all

I’m sick of many things, including my love for you
yet it’s the only thing that makes me want to be alive
and try a bit harder to succeed in this path of life

I see you as my world, my sun, my moon
my good, my bad, my heart
my love, my all.

last hours

I’m again thinking of the moments of youth
I now wish I had a hold of

the hours turned into years
I found myself encountering fears
& now I have a whole new look at life
I am so glad to have blossomed
into the flower I needed to be

independent and strong
like a young woman should be.

Poem: Back Of Mind

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A poem by me:

There’s a song in my head but it doesn’t exist yet
Perhaps the bittersweet melody of life,
That others like to describe.

Or the nostalgic beat of a broken heart’s skip on repeat,
Regardless of the content; I am forever smitten.

Either by your smile, or the haze of false hope,
Whatever it is, it’s in the back of my mind.