time and space.


is this the only way out?
he teared up and looked up above
i tried to hold back his memories
but they flew away along with his love

don’t worry about losing
i held his face in me and let him be
if it happens it happens
someday it will be you and me

all along this time and space
we will find him through night and day
even when we are six feet under
our love will stand brave, and
forever, stay.

Those words


I live those words.

I breathe those words.

Those words, your words, made me feel I was never alone.

They made me feel that there’s someone out there for me.

Your words were honest with me

and I was honest with your words.

Reading them, knowing how you felt, how you were lonely sometimes, and afraid too, but always standing up, the way you looked at the world, felt its color, smelled its textures, and sounds, I felt your thoughts, hopes, desires and dreams.

I felt I was thinking and feeling and dreaming with you.

I dreamed of what you dreamed of, and wanted what you wanted.

And then I realized,

that truly

I just wanted

you.

Fault is mine


the truth is
that the fault is
mine

i wished
to touch the moon
at every chance
i got

asked for the sky
when i still
stood on the ground

hoped that
the flowers will
grow on rocks
someday

searched
every night
for fragrance in
thorns

longed for fire
to cool me
down

kept looking for
warmth in
the land of
ice

hoped
that every single
dream i ever had
will come
true

i was destined
to be
broken

and the truth is
the fault is

mine.

If I die tomorrow


If I die tomorrow
would you
miss me?

Would you miss
the dance of my naked footsteps
on the cold wooden floor

Would you miss
my voice
in your ears

Would you miss
getting lost
in my coffee pool eyes

Would you miss
my laugh
echoing through your heart

Will you miss
the way
the rise
and
the fall
of my chest quickens
when you’re near

Will you miss
how I tug
at your heart strings
with such ease

or how easily
you tug
at mine

Would you miss
the taste of spices
on my skin
from turning my empty house
into a home
whenever I cooked
for you

Would you miss
my Ying
to your Yang

Will there be
an empty space
in your heart
from all the times
I rested
my ear against you
to listen
to the song
that
your heart sings

Will there be
an empty space
in your heart

your heart

where you keep
a special place
for me

and

what about your mind?

Will it be
the same
when I’m gone

or

Will you always
remember the nights
we spent
talking about
our true selves
and
how we’ll
take over the
world
and
dreamed about
having skinny feet
together

Will you remember

That
your eyes
are
my favorite color

That
your “hello”
is
my favorite sound

That
your warmth
is
my favorite feeling

Will you miss
me
the way
I already miss you?

Under the stars, naked


Thank you for reading my madness.

I never expected
so many of you to read,
it is just madness
after all,
but that’s okay,

we are all a little mad and a bit crazy.

And I’ve always liked the mad ones

– for we are the ones who talk in riddles and smile when we do,
for we know the world makes more sense to us that way –

so, if you’re reading this somewhere in the world,
smiling,
I do hope that one day we meet.

And when we do,
let’s decide that no matter
where we are in the world,

we will find a place to light a fire,
on a beach,
or somewhere in the woods
where you can still see the stars

– and we will get cheap drinks,
the cheaper the better,
and we will play old tunes,
and laugh about the world –

and as the sun comes up
we will run,
naked,

as the stars call us back,
their children,
their mad children coming home.

let’s agree to that
and I hope
to see you soon.