Skies

 I don't post selfies. 

I post skies.

Because you'd notice my skies. 

They are majestically beautiful. 

One

 I wish for one more day.

Just one.

Please? 

Spinning

 He spun me around,

with his hand on my waist.

And time stood still. 

My world was turning and I didn't feel it. 

I was looking into his iridescent brown eyes. 

Lost in a world, that was ours alone. 

Moon

 It's the full moon tonight isn't it? It's pulling and pushing against our heart strings. Heavy, hurting, bruised and battered. I'm amazed at how the moon affects us.

Reciprocation

 I'm not playing with your heart.

I'm loving you the way you love me. 

Memory

 I have this fear of losing my senses, a fear of losing my mind.

I have a fear I'll forget your voice, that I'll forget the feel of your skin, I have a fear I'll forget the details of our conversations. 

Because it may happen that I lose my hearing or my sight and it could be that I start to forget my surroundings... But I hope that I never lose that part of my mind, where I have you stored. Please don't leave from there. It's all I have left of you. 

Bare

 Bare minimum.

What's good enough? 

How much am I allowed? 

How much are you free?

Bare minimum. 

Scraps. A word here and there.

Hardly anything.

You're not fair. 

Forever

 I write about them all the time.

 I wish they'd write about me. 

To live forever in words.

Through the eyes of a poet and his poetry. 

Talk

 What do I do when I need to talk to someone, anyone ...

But there's nobody around? 

How many times can I write in my journal, pretending that it's all ok, and I'm writing it all down? 

Because sometimes you need a human, a person, a real living person to listen to you, and talk to you. 

Souls

 Because being in love never gets old. Two souls in love never get old. 

Pressed.

 Pressed. 

At that moment.

Kept for a lifetime.

A moment.

That is now a memory.

Echo

 You aren't listening to me. You don't read what I am saying. My words hit a wall and bounce back to me like an echo. It's not fun talking to myself. I have others who love to engage with me, but unfortunately, the one I want to talk to is you. Futile effort it is really. 

On my mind In my heart

 Something tells me that I think of you a lot more than you think of me. That's ok. I can't help that, nor will I ponder on it. I'm content in the thought that you are on my mind and in my heart. Honestly, why should I worry about anything? 

Breathless

 "How will we greet each other?"

"With the longest, deepest kiss ever. The type that will take our breath away, yet still leave us wanting each other more"

Last things said

 I'm trying to desperately think about what was the last thing you said to me. I swear, it was "I love you" and I said "I love you too". I didn't know then that it would be the last time your speech would be coherent. How I long to hear your voice again. 

Miss

 Will I miss you forever? 

I don't like this pain. 

I want to think of you, 

But without pain. 

Tum Teek Ho?

 Such old friendships.

Such a simple question.

Still it holds so much depth.

Thank you for asking. 

It means so much. 

Ache

 It's the ache that terrifies me. It's the pain I'm trying to suppress. There's a howl arising from within... And it's scaring me because it's about to cry out in pain and scream I miss you. 

Three

 So the three of us sat and talked about death; how it creeps up on you, is so silent and how it takes away your loved one. All of us have now lost a parent. Our accounts were the same, similar in emotions and experience. Sharing the experience and listening to others who have been through it, makes you understand that you aren't alone and yet, you feel so alone.

It takes a second

 Everyone has to go, we just don't know when. 

Don't waste a second not telling another what they mean to you. 

What is life teaching you right now?

 -To do anything and everything possible for another. 

-To know that you didn't hold back. 

-To express words openly now and not when it's too late.

-To say 'I love you' first and say 'I love you' when they say it to you. 

- To not allow a second of thought that you could have done more, because you did it all.

-That peace will come.

-That bliss exists.

-That there's a connection beyond the grave. 

-That you'll never forget the softness of their cheek when you kissed it for the last time. 

Daddy

 And Octobers will never be the same again. 

Life

 Life is strange. 

Beautiful and sad ... And it goes on.