8. FU.B

I hate how I loved you
I hate how I felt
I hate everything you said
That made my heart melt
I hate what you did
I hate how I hurt
I hate how you left me
Alone to die in the dirt
I hate how you said you loved me
I hate that I thought it was true
I hate that I let my wall down
And let myself fall in love with you
I hate how I was so stupid
I hate that I fell so hard
I hate how I let you in
And watched you steal my heart
I hate how much you put me through
I hate how much I cried
I hate that I don’t understand
Why you had to lie
I hate how I try to hate you
I hate it that I can’t
I hate it that I miss you
Even though you don’t
I hate how I still love you
I hate how I still care
But most of all I hate it
That you are no longer here

7. mountain

My foot lands on another frozen step, the spikes in my boots penetrate through the thick plane of ice.
Tiny splinters run throughout the ground and I feel trembles beneath me.
Hastily, I walk ahead.
Every second the silence is sliced by the sound of my footsteps.
Each one sounding the same, like a tiny explosion,
which is soon put out by the gushing winds from my breath.
They get louder and louder from the wicked cold which attacks my lungs as the altitude rises.
I look up, hoping that I have reached the summit but a looming fog rises above and all that faces my vision is a vast white canvas masked by a translucent air.
I carry on; my determination rises despite the decrease in oxygen.
My foot slips and my heart freezes for a second, matching the temperature in the air.
The wind knocks me around like a leaf but I persevere.
Flecks of ice cold snow land on my face, the start to sizzle from the heat in my body.
As i climb highter and highter, the view seem clearer. I stop, hold tight, and look around me.
I am now surrounded by aspen trees whose leaves are the deep orange-gold of autumn.
They have the earmarks of having a party; the mountain is their home, the snow, their beverage.
Aside from the leaves, the nature is slumbering, no animals encompassing, only the eagle who has been circling above me for now hours.
As peaceful as it could seem, it is getting cold.
Soon, the brownish chalets I could see, are disappearing.
I’m reaching the top, everything vanishes.
My mind is blank but yet so full.
The last lukewarm rays of sun caress my benumb face.
I pick up some branches, build a fire and rapidly the area becomes brighter.
Weirdly, wildflowers are abundant here. The eagle has gone, it’s calm.
Maybe i will just sit down here.. for a while.

6. A piece

The forever memory of the first sight
The feeling I got from the first look
Oh, how we both knew things were right
Our friendship and love could be made into a book
Having countless adventures all night long
Oh, how we loved our late night bat safaris
When we were together nothing ever went wrong
Even though we never went out
You gave me a piece of your heart
If one thing is certain without a doubt
I still love you even though we are miles apart
I hate how I was such a shy person
Telling you I never wanted to date would be a lie
As time goes on I can't help to think
i miss you so much
When I stop and look at pictures it brings tears
Forever a piece of my heart will be yours
If one thing is for sure
Our love and friendship will stand the test of time
I'm telling you, you have a piece of my heart, in a rhyme

5. first glance

I didn’t mean it when I said what I said.
I was scared, you were there, waiting.
I’m not so sure you knew
What you were saying either
But I can’t get your words out of my head.
It’s wrong, I know. But I can’t help it.
I want to be close to you, I want to be near you.
I want you to want these things too.
Despite what people would say,
I can’t stop feeling this way.
It’s probably unrealistic,
Probably never going to happen,
But dreams can't be crushed that fast.
Can they?

Did you know what you were saying?
Do you still want to say the same thing?
Do you still feel this way?
Not a single person knows of this
It’s just me and you.

I wish it could really be ‘you and i'
We were meant to be, eventually.
The difference is all that’s holding us back.
That one difference; that tiny, trivial issue.

At first glance, it isn’t too big of a deal
But it’s always behind the scenes;
When these problems come out.
Over-thinking would be the demise
Of whatever it is we’ve got here.
If I could stop myself, I would
But you’re addicting. 

3.Perhaps

In reality perhaps is just a phrase of uncertainty
One word that can make the meaningful- meaningless
Switching the tone of conversation from hopeful to hopeless
A phrase used to comfort the distressed
Stalling, not having to decide just yet
I love you too- perhaps
The air thins and hearts slightly crack
Running through their minds
I love you, but when I tell you
You never say it completely back

2. Why should I care?

why should i care?

it doesn't bother me.

the world may carry on,

but it moves too fast for my liking.

I'm happy with my slow journey

just like the floating bubbles and feathers,

where I can daydream in peace

and reside in my own little world.

why should I care about anything?

it doesn't bother me.