ME,YOU,US.

Me&You

To think it a sad story would be too shallow of a price

for it truly was the best

it comes way above all the rest

we may not have lasted long

but our love was true and strong

we were not the perfect two

but we were perfect me and you

so many things were in our way

you made it seem like you were here to stay

i love you with all that’s in me

even though i might not say

you have to know what’s true

we were perfect me and you.

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Sensations

Emotions are God’s greatest gift to us.The second we stop feeling is the second we stop living.The second we die,with love comes pain,with happiness comes sorrow,with gain comes loss,and with everything comes its opposite.But nothing is more beautiful than feeling it all.Every dose of pleasure and every dose of pain are equally beautiful without sorrow,we’ll never know happiness without loss,we’ll never appreciate gain,and without pain,we’ll never know comfort.Feelings can be deadly but can also be lovely.

Beauty

There’s so much beauty in life.Beauty that we fail to notice beauty that is blocked by our thoughts,our close mindedness.We’re almost programmed to see things in black and white-only see what is natural to us,what we’re able to understand and over look anything else.What we don’t quite know through is that we can see more we can see beyond wrong and right.We can cross the lines that others weren’t and aren’t able to cross.We can find a deeper meaning behind everything.we can stop hearing and start listening.Stop looking and start seeing.We can open our eyes,and only when we learn how to do that,only then will remain blind to the true meaning of beauty we will remain only partially alive or even dead.

Confusion

Where did we go wrong?

When and how did we end?

Was it the first time you said goodbye

Or the months later when you came back?

Was it the day I realized I can live without you

Or the night I realized I can’t?

Was it distance giving birth to miscommunication

Or was communication already falling out of taste?

Does there have to be a time to let go?

And if yes, how do we know when?

I’m tired of saying goodbye today

Only to see you tomorrow,again

Is our season ever going to be over

Or are we the beginning to our every end.

Blind

When I die

Please don’t cry.

I’m dead and you’re alive.

Live your life and don’t think of me

Cause when I was alive you didn’t notice me.

Please don’t cry

Crying won’t bring me back,

Back is when I was alive hiding in my mask

The mask that everyone wanted to see.

Except for me.

Behind the mask was a girl who no one knew she existed,

But please

Don’t cry,

Crying won’t bring me back.

I was alive as if I were dead now that I’m dead forget me as I were alive.

Forgive me if my words bring you pain,

But pain is all I knew through all my life,

You might think this is a joke,

But the joke was always on me.

Bottle up

This isn’t like the movies nothing is, partying,friends ,university,love. Everything,I thought.why is nothing making sense why is everything so foreign to me why can’t I figure anything out, sometimes I feel like I do but I know that it’s completely different than how any other person would see it or understand it so I just keep it to myself, so I don’t feel as weird to them as how I feel about myself. I don’t hate myself,don’t get me wrong.But I do feel that I never fit anywhere like an unrelated puzzle,a puzzle that’s so simple and looks so easy and quite obvious and clear to the point where it’s shape just doesn’t match any of it’s “others ” I don’t know where I should be or where do I belong I don’t know if I’ll keep searching all my life for my place or my place is no where to be found.