Poems

I reached for a hand and a little hope, but instead was handed a little rope.

It is quite merciful that pain is impossible to describe from memory.

Hell: The moment when the person you are meets the person you could’ve been.

7 billion people. 14 billion faces.

Loving you may bring heartache, Though the pain is worth the cost. For living in a world without you, Is one in which I’d surely be lost.

Just as one loves unconditionally, without reason, So too will one not have a reason for loving. We do not control who we love, We simply love those we do.

When she hugged me, I felt like Lucifer being embraced by God. I, so unworthy; She, so divine.

On this round earth, there is only so much distance I can travel before I inevitably come back to you.

Oh, the memories we could’ve made.

Falling in love is like skydiving without knowing whether I carry weights or a parachute. Loving her, I didn’t care. You don’t fear falling, you fear hitting the ground. I was never going to land.