A part of Me

 

A part of me will always hold on to you

A part of me will always skip a beat 

A part of me will always dance with you in the dim lights of your room,

A part of me will always feel the warmth of your endless hugs,

A part of me will always feel the cold wind blowing as we ride into the sunrise, 

A part of me will always want to run away with you into the mesmerizing sunsets, 

A part of me will always be yours,

A part of you will always be a part of me.

She Woke Up

 She woke up at the crack of dawn,

Feeling anxious and desolate, 

Her life played on repeat in her mind,

And thats when she realized,

She always loved the wrong ones,

She always loved too many, 

They ripped her heart open,

And left her bleeding, 

Sometimes he was too much of a man,

Sometimes he was too less of one, 

She woke up at the crack of dawn, 

And thats when she realized, 

It wasn't a heart they all lacked,

It was merely a spine. 

Poison

 I chose my own poison,

I knew it all along,

That's why I was guarded,

That's why I wouldn't give it all,

Oh! But I have cried a river,

And burnt all the bridges down,

But darling, Now I am unreachable.

I chose my own poison,

And I knew it all along, 

That Chaos doesn't harm,

Its my calmness that's worst than my storm.

Void

In the middle of a perfectly happy day,

I feel it, 

I feel it creeping up to me,

I feel its claws marking my soul,

I feel the uneasiness, 

I feel the gaping hole in my chest again,

And I have this desperate urge to fill it,

To fill this void,

Sometimes with meaningless conversations with strangers, 

Sometimes with the world between my favorite pages, 

Sometimes with the music on soo damn loud that it can dull the pain. 

In the middle of a perfectly happy day,

Sometimes I feel like my world is falling apart.

Memories

 I do not know what to ponder upon.

I have vague memories of you.

Memories of running around in circles around you,

Memories of walking in your steps,

Memories of holding your hand,

Memories of being your ardent fan,

Memories of writing you a million letters, not knowing if you would ever read them.

Memories of waiting to meet you someday,

Memories of a little girl, 

Memories soo vague that I am not entirely sure they were real. 

My only regret is, I do not know what to ponder upon, because I have no memories of you that are completely true.

I hoped

 

I hoped to run into you,

Run into you in a crowded street, 

Run into you in a different city,

Run into you in a different country, 

I hoped to see the flicker of recognition in your eyes,

I hoped you would see the adoration in mine,

I hoped for years of agony to fade,

I hoped for a day when we would be us again,

And I hoped, 

I hoped for an alternate universe. 

To the love of my life

 I did not fall in love with you,

Definitely not at first sight,

It was the way you looked at me, 

It was your eyes,

Those melted pools of chocolate held a promise of a love soo deep that i was sure it would consume us both. 

It was the calmness of my heart around you, the warmth seeping from yours into mine. 

It was when you loved me for all the parts of me that made sense to you and even more for the parts that didn't. 

I did not fall in love with you,

Not at first, not somewhere in between, not yet.

I gloriously walked into Love with You.