Here are a couple of my favorite writings from my journal. I wanted to open up my journal and share my poems and writings with the world. Some of these are very important to me, some of these pieces have been written during bad times in my life that I have put into beautiful writings. I found sweetness in these situations and maybe that's why I enjoy putting them into writing pieces. So here are my feelings, my thought, the people I love, my favorite things, my dislikes; here's my whole life.
Suddenly// 9:25 P.M
Suddenly all my pages in my journal
are about you.
All my favorite songs make me think
of you.
The taste of coffee tastes like you
rich in flavor.
And when I close my eyes
It's you who appears.
Suddenly everything was you.
My laughter.
My tears
My dreams
My nightmares
Nights//2:00 A.M
Late nights spent with you made me realize that I wanted to spend nights like those with someone like you. You touched me and made me feel whole, you kissed me and I saw stars. You made me feel happy and sad, I wanted to scream and cry because I was with you. I looked at you like the way my mother looks at my stepdad, full of love and happiness. I could stare at you the entire night, I would never get tired of looking at you. I saw galaxies in your eyes and heaven in your smile, I felt alive with your hand in my hand. Your hugs made me feel warm like hot chocolate on a cold winter night. But you also made me feel unwanted and weak. I knew that a person like you will never love a person like me. That late nights with me didn't mean anything to you like it did to me.
The Painting // 3:45 P.M
I'm like a painting
full of color and mystery
you can stare at me for days
but you will get bored
and move on to the next painting
Nightmare// 10/11/2016
I saw you in my dream
Again
Or
Maybe it was a nightmare.
You left me
In the middle of the road
And I waited for you
But you never came
I woke
But i realize
That wasn't a dream nor a nightmare
It was real life.
Seasons // 10/17/16
Spring-
You were there,
when the flowers were blooming
Summer-
I loved you as much
as the summer breeze and my sunflowers
Fall-
Like the leaves
my love for you was turning brown, and fall down
Winter-
My heart was cold
Waiting for spring to come again
10/18/16
It's okay
to let things get to you.
What's not okay
it's for those things to
Break you.
