🌨 growing up is so hard. everyone starts turning into strangers. even the person you thought you would travel the world with, and watch sunsets with. even if we lose ourselves and it hurts until we stop feeling. 🌨

🌨 if you're waiting for a sign this is it. move on. you will be loved again. you will love again. 🌨

🌨 to the stranger on the busy bus 🌨

everyday we sit here on this bus and I pretend to ignore you, but everyday you make it impossible. because everyday, we share shy smiles, like we know something the world doesn't–– an inside joke between my heart and yours.  and everyday, in my faraway mind, between the sleep and lack of, you and I have already lived enough lifetimes to get me through this one.  but for now, this is my stop.  I’ll see you tomorrow.  - c

 🌨 to the guy i loved 🌨

My head is just a pure mess. My feelings are all over the place and I can't stop my tears from running anymore. I've been through this before... It always displays the same way. I guess I'll never learn. I know it's time for me let go. This love does not bring me peace anymore. It feels like it's a battle ground every damn time. You always hold me down, always acting like you're the one that keeps me breathing when you're the one who's drowning me. It was you, maybe it will always be. Nothing feels real anymore, you get drunk try to forget me and I stay home going insane. One day I won't be here waiting for you. You always took me for granted and you still do. If I knew back then what I...

🌪 deep thoughts 🌪

wouldn't it be cool if we all get the chance to be loved? i sound desperate and pathetic but there are nights that i wonder if god really put me out here on earth without a soulmate, if this is what i am really destined for, to be loved in all forms possible except by the one person who you supposed to share your soul with.  people may think it's childish, people may not understand and refuses to understand how we actually feel, but some time in the past didn't we all became hopeless romantics at some point, never not grateful and contented with all the love i'm receiving but i'm pretty sure i'm allowed to look for that kind of love too, that kind of love that makes you feel happy and...

🌨 to my harold 🌨

maybe in another time, in a parallel universe  you and i will end up with each other  but for now, in this world, this life  i'm just happy that atleast i got to even know you, and secretly love you and even if you never talk to me again, i will still love you in ways i have never loved anyone else. - excerpt from a book i'll never write

Accidentally

Slowly You slipped through my fingers Without me noticing it Nor feeling it; You still smile at me But not the way you did before It was a smile A sad one A lonely one.  Sorry If you accidentally slipped on my skin. 

Eyes

I get lost in your eyes.  They contain things I don't deserve.  I don't deserve the stares you're giving me, Nor the twinkle in your eyes.  Why do you look at me, As if I am holding every piece of you, As if I am your life, As if you're willing to surrender everything to touch me? Why?

Unpublished Book

Here I write, Things unknown to me, To him, to them, to everyone; Here exists, Every piece i wish to say, To have, to touch, to experience; It will be unraveled here, Everything i didn't know existed nor thought.