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.