Only you

Only you.

Can silence me this way.

I used to let everyone.

But if this is unrequited love

You’ll cry when you see

what pain I’ve been hiding.

Should I publish it all,

so there’s no more moments

of darkness dwelling within me?

At this moment

with tears welling at the sides of my neck. Remember how a-like we were?

Do you believe that I am having a similar experience here?

On the confused side of the stick

where more than half the time

the images fuck with my head

more than bring in light?

Assumptions make us crack at the seams,

I pray the string holds. I pray that this string

is indestructible.

But if unrequited is what you think this is… I think you need the definition of passion.

Because it’s uncontrollable for me: our love.

My love for you.

Maybe I still don’t know… if it’s you.

Pedals revised, roses reborn

Sometimes we need time

for them to resurface..

because at the time

you have no understanding

of what even happened…

with time healing will come.

Unpacking… the way we open

the time capsule, of ourselves,

and have appreciation for our strength,

through it, and the course we chose to take

when we go through each parcel that we’ve

compartmentalized in our mind,

the maze of replanting each flower.

The thorns of our choices

and the beauty of each pedal of joy

as it falls to be reborn.