Why is it always when I'm half asleep my mind makes up the best quotes?
The urge to scream is there
Because you don’t hear me speak
What I want has been made clear
And yet your responses remain meek.
I was told it was good to talk, that my suffering would be halved. But what happened was I trusted people with my vulnerability and they threw it away with me
Betrayal is the most painful of all emotional outcomes. Unresolved love sits in your chest like cigarette smoke
No escape from anxiety. No rest and no peace. Not even in sleep
— Lang Leav, Memories
Good ideas are gold dust
No matter what the source
"Credit where credit is due"
Should always be in force
There is a reason we are not together.
I could not place it in words that we would understand, Like how lost I feel when we are around each other. I could not explain it, Like how my hand doesn’t seem to fit yours anymore. I could not describe it, Like the way I am lost of wonderful things to say about you and me.
We have grown apart, I guess.
And that is simply the reason why we are not together.
chaspalette - 12Aug15
I am immersed in a good book, And I read your name. I am suddenly reminded of you, Of what we had, And of what we are now.
I begin to wonder, Why have I wasted a chunk of myself, Waiting and chasing you?
chaspalette - 12Aug15
I ran after you, I chased you, and fought hard so you will be mine.
You shrugged me off, told me to go on. Even begged me to leave, so you can walk alone.
So I did.
And now, I walk Hand in hand with someone else. You walk behind me, And ask me to stay…
Why would I?
chaspalette - 10Aug15
You left me. You left me crying, Holding on to something that never was, Bleeding and dying.
He picked me up, Washed me. Held my hand. Healed me…
He loved me. At my very worst.
And I was liberated. I was freed. I was born again.
How could you have the nerve, To come back? To have the audacity to ask me, To stay?
chaspalette - 11Mar15
I said we are good, even better off without each other. We agreed that it would be happier this way – You living your life the way you always wanted it, and I pursuing the things I dreamed about.
Years later, You are successful in your career, living the dream, I am happy with the path I chose to take.
Yet, there is this void.
An empty, dark, hollow, sad spot in my being. Something that could not be filled.
I hate to admit this. But I miss you.
And the more I think about us, the more my soul feels that sadness. That lump in my throat when we said goodbye. And I know it isn’t right.
I have accepted the fact that we will never be together again – not in this lifetime. But it doesn’t stop me from thinking of you, sometimes. Perhaps, I am slowly seeing you slipping away from me forever. And missing you is a way of preserving that soul I once fell in love with. Perhaps because that person I used to know is really gone. And the only way to bring him back is to miss you.
I know this is wrong. I am sorry.
chaspalette - 14Aug2014
His goodbye, Like a dolphin call.
Through barriers… Through time…
chaspalette - 7Jul14
I find myself sick of constipated conversations consuming and breathing out the same information
Like a record skipping again and again
What’s the point when everyone’s face blurs together
Like England’s constant rainy weather
Grey skies and the same old friends
It’s getting harder and harder to remember
Too many memories to sort and dismember
I’ll cut them all up and make a collage
Small talk is the death of poetry have I seen you before
Somewhere in a lucid dream from weeks ago but I can’t say more
You’re an oasis in a desert maybe just a mirage
Don’t tell me your name and I won’t tell you mine
Swim deep into the mystery who knows what you’ll find
— Shannon O'Connor, Five More Minutes