The Worst Thing You Could Ever Say

I believe there is nothing quite so important than 

emptying your heart every single day and 

leaving nothing undone, 

no declarations of it unsaid.
The worst thing you could ever say
is not saying a word.

RIP undone decisions and unsaid words

Situationship

I miss you

in the tiniest moments

through random minutes

between the seconds.

and  of all the ways I could relay this,

texting is the least spirited

and words fall short, lost in translation.

Technology: so fucking limited

Tonight

The windowpane lets the moonlight in

while the mattress holds your form

The sheets covers your naked skin

the blankets keep you warm

I am here to hold you still

You're here to test my will

but the morning comes far too soon,

let'sleep on through the dawn

A promise made in fading light

tomorrow will come, but first tonight

A Thousand Years

So you lost someone you loved. 

To time, to crime, to science,  to space.

You should know that this was not the first time you loved them.

You have loved them multiple times before.

This was not the first time you both stumbled through circumstances to meet each other again.

And you both felt it faster, each time through.

And all it took was two sets of two pairs of eyes

meeting through the layers of lost lifetimes and stolen glances

and hands held among expressions of love.

and the unrelenting tide of waiting,

to set your world on fire once again, brighter than before.

So you lost someone you loved in this lifetime.

In some other lifetime, it ends differently. 

In some other lifetime, it does not end.

*Hugs*

Burn

That torch you have carried around for them,
yes, the same due to which you hands since long, lay burnt
they are your tools for the last lesson you teach
The one that they otherwise wouldn't learn

Step 1.
You light that matchstick
And start with the bridges first.
You cross it, slow and steady.
and brace yourself for the worst.

Step 2:
Then.
You torch it and watch it.
Watch it unwield into disrepair.
You let the embers smould inside you
And through you, cry out from its belching flares
And while the bridges you burn lights the way
And the heat starts enveloping the air,
choking the skies, clouding your eyes,
You delve deeper into the unforgivable's lair.

Step 3 :
You turn your attention to the main foundation.
Focus.
Revenge is a one way street.
Holding tightly onto your flaming torch again
Light it. Burn it. Repeat.

Step 4 :
As the spreading heat quadruples
and the flickers dance into sky high flames,
You join the unforgivable in your created wildfire
Knowing there are no winners this game

And then you burn.
But with your heart on your sleeve.
And then you burn.
Ending the endless cycle of reprieve