Monday, November 30, 2015

Reality

You're the first thing on my mind
But I'm not on yours

My mind is wrapped around a fake reality
Where you'll realize your love for me

You would run and tell me you love me
Wrap me in your arms where I'll stay forever

Wake up
I need to unwrap myself from this

Imprint the idea that this isn't a movie
This is reality

Sunday, November 29, 2015

Stranger

There's something about you
The way we crossed paths
And I ended up looking back
Just to see you

It was the way you walked
And the way you were familiar
A familiar scent that lingers on
But I can't put my finger on it

It's a crazy addiction
I can't stop thinking about your face
And the way you smile
Leaves me craving more

I don't know you
But I do know that we will cross paths again
Not tomorrow or the day after that
But one day, hopefully

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Picture

We were only a picture
I kept in a drawer
Forgotten until it was a foreign memory
Of happiness and uncontrollable smiles

A once in a lifetime moment captured
Knowing no other picture would be the same
We would look different
The happiness felt now converted to bitter anger

But then, why had I been trying to recreate it?
A moment that only you and I used to share
No matter who was in the picture with me
I can only come close to mimicking my feelings

Nothing would feel the same
Compared to when I am with you
Even what I have now is in its own league
But I'm happy to have shared it with you