Trapped In Wonderland

I want to believe that when we met we were just right for each other at that point in time. If we'd met sooner, we never would have worked out.  If we'd met later, we never would have felt that pull toward each other. 

The thing most heartbreaking about it all is falling in love again. It's insanity wanting to repeat the process, taking chances and trying all over again despite the failures and pain, now that, that has to be heartbreaking. 

Morning sun blazing through the window panes, curtains that flutter against the summer breeze, butterflies settling on my sunflowers awaiting a dehydrated death as the climate and my forgetfulness; both, deteriorate at the worst possible time.

If one day you don't love me anymore, please don't hesitate to tell me up front.     Dont wait.     Don't procrastinate or draw it out. Be open and tell me honestly like always.    

I write this in hopes you’d understand one day, I write this because I cannot speak my mind. I fail to express myself in the right way, I plan to say a million things but when I speak with you, somehow I seem to lose all sense. 

All my life I was told that love was a feeling. 

I can't erase the traces of you, they'll forever be there.

The heat is stifling even though night falls with a breath of grace made cool breeze. 

When someone asks me how I loved you.

I could keep waiting for that perfect inspiration to strike but there would always be something I could have written better, some words I could have used instead of others or maybe an entirely different poem altogether could have been written but there is only so much I can blame on inspiration.

I  used to think oceans could heal me; funny, how I thought you could as well. 

Some of my fondest memories were ones made with you. 

There's a little coffee shop near my house. 

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.  I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. 

Of  all the things you've left behind, I wonder how many slipped away as effortlessly as clothes slip off the body of a lover you love quite comfortably. 

Just some 3 Star Appraisal Pokémon that I currently have 🥰😊

Dear Special Someone, Let me start off, by saying sorry. I’m sorry that I’ve betrayed your trust. I’m sorry that all this time you taught that I was a good friend of yours but in reality, I’m just a deceitful man cloaking in the mantle of friendship secretly loving you.

We'd been dancing around each other for so long that I forgot who made the first move. I don't remember how it started, not exactly. All I know is that one day you showed up and I couldn't imagine my life without you anymore. But we came with an expiration date. Things like this never ended well for me. And though this one had trouble written all over it, I chose to dive right in.

A collection of open letters to different people. 

Life might sometimes feel too much.  The empty wallet, the peer pressure, the stress, the daily routine, the horrors around us, the struggle to just survive, let alone be able to live.