I’m scribbling a note to my daughter .I’ll glue it in an Envelope and bury it deep in the sand . ” My cherry blossom
They never saidIt was writtenWe all knowThe power of the penBut we chose to ignoreIt ain’t helpIts happeningAin’t we lost No morals anymoreNo love as
For a heck long time I’ve lived in angstCoiling like a millipede when faced with adversityPulling myself into a shell akin to a turtle when
Green when blooming with lifeBrown when faced with eminent demiseBlack when dead and rottingWhite when covered with frost The world speaks loudest but not with
Today I saw her walk through the aisleBehind the white veil her smile was unobscuredRadiant, brighter than an exploding starShe’d have been walking to me,
” Your companion is ordinary not of our class , you should get rid of this rag.
Do you remember now?
I gave you fame but you forgot about me ..
Today this rag is your nightmare
Why don’t we play a little game mafia ?
I once asked myself a question; ‘why is it so hard to love someone anew?’ I got the answer in the serenity of the night,where my sanity had returned after disappearing for quite some time.The answer stated that it’s ’cause it feels like rubbing salt on fresh wounds, realization dawned upon me on how much it hurts to love the wrong person unknowingly,the sense of betrayal felt when their masks finally slip off revealing their real facades is too heart wrenching.
So remind me why did i love you actually?
Sorry that was sarcastic of me to ask
Dear diary the bond failed let my lover know so
love 🥺🥺
To the old days I am grown now, I see life in a different light when the is gone and I am all alone. With