Good morning.

She wove the wool like braids for her hair; she tied it to my hand, couldn't help but stare. Her breath smelt like fresh mints, the one people chew after they smoke. She tied it so hard, it reminded me of all the times I was constipated. Is this real? Or is this all inside…

Mornings.

I looked at your picture this morning and said to myself: "If only she loved me like she loved herself" What an irony.

One more night.

If only I knew, This would be our last Night together; If only you knew What you said Wouldn't last forever; If only the sun would stay down If only we could have each other right under these covers Wouldn't that be enough, Aren't you the best, ever Wouldn't that be love Forever and ever?…

Balance.

The road was wide open; nobody except me and my dad on his old scooter which I hated. He was going slow, which I hated more. "C'mon! There's nobody else on the road, what's the worse that could happen? Go faster!" I groaned. A few moments later, I could see other vehicles crossing us, passing…

Noises.

A fire burns From under my skin Look into my eyes, baby You ready to sin? Sweaty pores, naughty chores Lights so dim We get to work now Let's sing Give wings to my dreams Add silence to my screams And tears to my eyes Don't stop whispering Now nose to nose Ears to teeth…

Stories.

"Do you know what it's like when we see you walking home drunk?" He said, clenching his fists, containing his fury, trying to stay composed as tears swept his face. "I've been living like a stranger in my own house for more than twenty years now, kid. Let that sink in." Said the father, collapsing…

Fears.

This man had a golden ring That guy could dance and sing The pale man held you by your hip The fat guy gestured me to sit Sometimes I waited in that car Other days, I'd just stand afar Won't dare imagine where you were When you come back crying, hiding a scar Took the…

Us.

I think of you everytime My lips bleed My skin yearns for yours Desires, dying to be freed Every inch of my skin Carrying your scars Is a holy Grail made By your fingernails This neck craves for your bite My cave thirsts for your light The sweat reminds me Of our might The bed…

Changes.

"You know the scariest part of us being together?" He said, looking at her as she looked away "I miss you even when you're right beside me. Where have you gone?" "You changed", retorted the girl with a melancholic frown. "If I did, you wouldn't even notice it." Was his reply as he slowly walked…

How do you expect me to see, When your love has me blinded? Where was this noise from? It has left me deafened. What do I say, When you took my voice away? Where do I go, now that you left me In the middle of nowhere!

My kind of love.

"What?" She shrieked and a smirk followed. "What?" I repeated, holding her toes between my fingers, perfectly intertwined. "You shouldn't touch the feet of women, know that? Makes a dent in your manliness." I bent down, kissed her feet and looked right into her eyes "What kind of a man doesn't love his woman's toes?"