toxic

If you let me dive into your ocean of insecurities

i'd teach you how to breathe

through these salty waters

then i'd place my faith in between

every single fracture and scar

lingering within your anemic soul

and together we will resurrect your memories

until life flowed back into your eyes

then perhaps drowning would no longer

be a problem

since you finally learnt

to hold your head down

blessed

BEFORE GOD PUT YOU ON THIS

EARTH, HE PUT IN YOU

THE PUREST OF SOULS

THERE IS NO KEY TO HAPPINESS

IT WAS NEVER LOCKED 

for Justice, Maria and the alien cyborg Maryam 

the three asians making my life easier than it would be

he

He makes my heart complete

my soul full

he is the only kind of happiness that i want

the music he plays on the strings of my heart

is the key to my soul

the simple phone call, simple message

telling me i am loved

i am cared for 

and that i am not alone

is what makes me strong

and survive through this mess

no one ever sticks around 

the way he does

when his heart and soul and his love

his whole life

was stood on, ignored and hated

he still stayed with me

still loved me

miles that separate

there are miles that separate

friends that discriminate

circumstances that kept us apart

and those people who broke our hearts before

the feelings we were scared to show

the ones that you were always honest about

the good times to come and the bad

the happy and sad times we will share

you said you wont ever give up 

even when i told you to

you said you wont ever let go

even if i told you to

you said you loved me and i believe 

with all my heart that is true

you amaze me in every way

and take my breath away

its like you know me better than

i even know myself

its like im your book, and you've read me

back to front

i have no idea how you did it 

but im so incredibly in love with you.  

every

 She laid there admiring his
every breath
every sigh
every dimple
every scar
every perfectly created
imperfection
and it was
heaven

It was every little thing

the way his voice was deeper 

in the night

and even deeper

in the morning

but most importantly,

every part of his being made

her skin come alive

with goosebumps

and sending delicate shivers 

down her spine.

she didn't deserve him but got him.

dangerously in love

He's dangerous.
The way his eyes pierce your soul.
The way his kisses are deadly to your body.
His touch will melt your skin.
His love is powerful enough
to sweep you off your feet.
That boy,
he's dangerous.
But you,
you like the danger.
You're addicted to his.

love is

I've experienced what love is, or what i thought to be love.  And i believe up until this point i have lied to myself and those involved.  And thats because love is 

the sound of rain bouncing off umbrella's and the sound of it 

bouncing off doorsteps of people who are fascinated with the little droplets 

of water pouring out of the clouds in the sky.  

Its the vivid colours in the beautiful sunset that is seen only by those who

wait up long enough to witness its grace. 

Love genuinely is when you are asked to make a wish on the cake that your

beloved mother made for you, and it is his name that whispers out

of your mouth. 

 It when you look out of the window and everything looks so god damn beautiful.  

Love truly is when you get shivers down your spine just because of a simple

text, snapchat or whatsapp message.  

Love is more than the person, its the moment you meet him.  It will change you.  

Forever. 

Love is like oxygen, its so fucking contagious like the sound of childrens laughter.

Its the way your name sounds when it comes from his lips, like

he when he says it, your heart melts and you cannot go a normal day.  

Love is the only real thing left in this fake world, we are blessed when

we find that perfect one to love. 

Love is Justice.

Love simply is him.

apart

a message from a lonely girl to the boy who broke her to pieces. more than once.

i wanted you to show me

every twisted

frightened thought

you've ever had

i wanted your eyes to crack 

my bones;

i wanted your words

to tear

my skin

apart 

and to think, she spent time, aching for you to say something.  But instead

you ignored her desperate need for your help.  you ignored her pain.

and for that reason alone, it is now when you need her, when you want her,

that she will find it hard to be there for you, her warm loving heart,

has become stone cold.  

you are a wound to heal

For a wound to heal, you have to clean it out.  Again,

and again, and again.  And this cleaning process stings.  The cleaning of a wound

hurts.

Yes.

Healing takes so much work.  So much persistence.  And even more patience.

But every process has an end and an appointed term.

Your healing will come.

And like all created things, your worldly based pain will die.

palms

if you were a book

i'd lick my fingers

and flip your pages

until your spine creased

and you lay on my bookshelf spent

with nothing else to offer

Then i'd cup you in my palms

and begin to read you again

because you inspire me

provoke me

to change

and become the girl 

that you wanted

the girl that you already have