They say it's the cherry blossoms that represent love and death for they don't last forever so we appreciate the time we have with them for it passes so quick, it's strange how i relate our relationship with them maybe because I had you in spring and as the poet's pen I lost you in the following wind.
Strange how I get up in the middle of the night hoping to find you near you're stuck in my brain and left your footprints all over the heart.
It's hard to get over someone who you were with 24/7 and maybe because you are not there anymore i don't feel like myself, don't feel the need to get out of the bed,don't feel the need to dress up dont feel like doing anything if there's one thing that saves me its your voice the music you make, calms me down- knowing you are still there around, i have no clue what love is anymore without mentioning you, there's nothing more without me and you. I cannot imagine myself out there all alone and knowing you wouldn't be there, wouldn't save me from every fall.
I don't know what love is anymore without you.I am so full of you I hardly feel like myself. I don't know who I am without you.
You left such fingerprints in my heart that cannot be erased. I lie to myself thinking maybe you'll come back- cause that is my last hope and I don't wanna give that up. That is the only way I have you. You come in my dreams in the middle of the night and I can't fall asleep. The only time when you're near now- is when I make you up, you're all in my head all over my place, all in my thoughts, and in all of these pages. I am sick of writing this way but it's better to place you out in a fine sheet rather than keep you just in my head.
It's not even poetry it's more like a short story,it's more like my feelings flowing in with this blood of mine- which has turned black now if you cut me there nothing you'll find more than ink, i like placing you here maybe this my way back to you. It seems like i have lost my soul halfway where i lost you maybe because i am still stuck there at "PLEASE JUST ONCE" maybe i am still stuck where you crossed the path, maybe you don't miss me at all or maybe you shiver with all the pain. My life's full of maybes now and I don't see you around.
It's ironic how you live 5 minutes away and it seems like you have vanished in this thin layer- cause I never see you around. It feels like you have been shifted 5 dimensions away. Weird how I wake up in the middle of the night, thinking about you and write to you- that maybe one day we will meet again. I will tell you how my soul shreds into pieces, and I lost myself and would never return to the girl I was. Is this what a heartbreak feels like? Like my soul has been taken away? Like my entire body has been set on fire? I don't feel like myself anymore. I question myself what I have become,it wasn't supposed to be this way.
Writing is my only way back to you.
And I often sleep to dream about you, where I am often chasing you and losing you again. I am tired of this game. Can you come back home soon before I go entirely insane? Or is this the end?For they say we write when we fall in love or fall out of it, and what is this immense grief?
If I could, I would translate my soul to you, so for once you will understand how it felt without you there.
Maybe one day this feeling will fade away, maybe one day I get to hold you again,call you mine be called yours again. To hear your I love yous again.This time when we meet I'll tell you how many nights i spent without sleeping, and how many times i wished for you to be near.
I hope I find the half of my soul with you.I hope I find the cherry blossoms that often fade away.

YOU ARE READING
To The Stars, Sunsets And Him.
Poesíayou know goodbyes aren't forever so with this hope I wish to meet you again, on a bright sunny day under cool breeze so I cry my heart out to you,and once again find myself in you. they say everything ends sometime sooner or later but I still feel l...