You must not always believe me
when I say I will love you
untill eternity
because love just
like weather
does not last forever
and you must not ask too many questions
because if there is no answer
I will be tempted to lie.

Only after loving you
I realised I had an empty space;
this little void, a tad bit of hollow
inside a corner of my heart
and it screamed: Fill me up!

The Hardest Part

Not the loving, but the part
just after—
the remembering
when you gathered
the broken pieces
of what once had been whole
and the part after that—
the forgetting
when you drowned those pieces
one by one into abyss.

When in love
try keeping your heart sane.
Once it loses sanity
the mind usually follows
the course.

The mind; it
often clings to
the road
it knows,
but there is a
certain kind of
pleasure
in the
pathless woods.

We danced on broken glasses,
painting a bloody masterpiece on the floor.
The painful it got, the harder we danced.
We didn't care about scars because it was us, dancing on broken glasses - with each other.