I'm lost and empty.
I cling to your words.
I trust in your hands.
God let me find peace.
Let me find you.
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I'm lost and empty.
I cling to your words.
I trust in your hands.
God let me find peace.
Let me find you.
How to feel love
They say it's magical.
They said it true.
They said it will never be cynical.
They said it will never be blue.
I never felt love not even once.
I never felt magical even it is true.
I never felt love not even a chance.
I never felt love even for myself to.
A blissful touch before the day begun
A wonderful gift before the wave of sun
Thank you for this day I don't want anymore
Leave me full of love like just before
I don't know anymore
What life could it be
I seek your words let it pour
To my life make see
Television until Dawn
When the curtains are down and the doors are locked, holding you warmly near the television light.
In this night where silence is our companion, I promise to heaven and beyond—my love is as inevitable as the impending dawn.
Have you seen the world through a droplet of water?
Have you seen the world through a droplet of water? It might sound peculiar, but I have a hunch it could change your perspective. Lately, you've been carrying the weight of countless burdens, and I've tried to console you, offering my love repeatedly. Yet, it seems like my words merely pass through your empty soul.
You've been feeling drained, experiencing a whirlwind of emotions one day, only to be left feeling empty and desolate the next. I'm torn between speaking up, fearing it might shatter your fragile emotions, and staying silent, for I don't want you to endure loneliness. I want to scream to you and with you, I want to slap you and kiss you. I've been drowning too, but I'm so afraid to be pull down because I know there's no one left to save you. We exhausted all summer, but now the rain has arrived.
One afternoon after our long fight, I noticed the windowpanes adorned with tiny droplets, racing down one by one. I leaned toward you and posed an unusual question: "Have you ever seen the world through a droplet of water?" Your expression revealed surprise at my unconventional query, but your eyes conveyed a silent request for an explanation. I continued, " I want to see the world into a tiny water droplet. It's clear, beautiful, and pure—no filters. And when the water becomes too heavy to bear, all you can do is slide down to a windowpane, leaving your burdens behind, and eventually, gracefully fall to the ground."
I want to feel in love again—
The rush, the excitement, the fear of the unknown.
It feels natural yet addictive.
I want to experience unreciprocated love once more—
The mystery, the stolen glances, the intoxicating pain.
I want to feel a love untouched by lust.
Cupid is a Mass Murderer
Fuck Cupid and his bow and arrow.
Fuck his tiny wings with tiny hearts of sorrow.
Duck and hide before you get shot.
He better be miss or you better be not.
For you will be the next victim in line.
Of a love that will never be yours nor never be mine.
The lights burns britgher
When you presence os near me
A warmth thats feels love
We seek your love now
In this moment of hardship.
Do not let us down.
Come holy spirit I need you.
For a man that is sinful.
waiting for your hug a grace makes me thankful.
Come Holy spirit I pray.
All good health and away from danger.
Let be our guide away from anger.
Come in your strength and your power.
And help us to achieve our dream
Give us wisdom to be conquer all trials.
Come in your own gentle way
Please let me know now
How to live within your grace
So I can smile now
Though one light fades now.
Yours remarkably shining.
Forever and now.
Guide me to the night
Your Hopeless lamb plea to you
Healing voice from you
I lost my faith here
But you lovw keeps me awake
Forgave me my Lord
How to wait until sunset
The sun waves goodbye, signaling the imminent arrival of dawn. Its gentle light spills through the window, softly caressing your cheeks as you rest. My heart beats with a resounding intensity in your presence. I struggle to suppress the fear of losing the dream we share. In the depths of my heart, an unfathomable apprehension resides. Why is it that with every rising of the moon, I find myself dreading that when I open my eyes, you'll have slipped away? My love for you has been steadfast since the early morning hours, and we danced together at noon. Yet, why does the approaching late afternoon fill me with trepidation? I'm haunted by the thought of you vanishing, like a wisp of smoke. Yet, when you awakened earlier, my love, you remained by my side. The ache lies in our inability to harmonize, my dear. Our tale is destined to conclude, our love's narrative exhausted, like ink in a well. How to wait until sunset, knowing it may bring an end to our story? I yearn to have held you close as the leaves fell, gazing out the window, singing in tune with the waves. Each yesterday carries with it the echoes of joy, etched in my memory.
If all the words run out and I can't say 'I Love You,' I will always peel an orange for you
You never fail to turn my normal day into an unusual mess, and I love every second of it. You always leave me awestruck and terrified; two feelings I never thought could be mixed. I should've listened when you said I couldn't handle you. You know I hate carnival rides, but why do you still put me on these roller coasters of emotions? But you know what is the most terrifying thing you did? When you asked me, "If all the words run out, how can you say you loved me?" Dumbfounded, I chuckled, but your demeanor suggested that if I said something stupid, I'd be in trouble. So I reached for the fruit basket we bought before Christmas and said, "If all the words run out and I can't say 'I Love You,' I will always peel an orange for you"