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Until walls built around, 

Estranging us.

Torn apart,

We became distant,

The light faded,

And I dived into darkness;

Deeper and deeper each day,

Until there was no light at all.

-I dived into the dark

She's got lullaby eyes

And a velvet heart

Her skin is porcelain

Destroyed by track marks

I am a puzzle piece

Lost under the couch

I am a thunderstorm

During a dry drought

I look down at my needle

After calling it evil

I shove the syringe

Looking for a change,

I started seeking colours,

But when I had asked for them,

I was hoping for sunshine yellow,

Serene blue,

And lively green,

But all I got was vicious red,

Cold grey,

And once again, evil black.

The rainbow after a rainy day,

Love;

The stars after a cloudy night,

Love;

The shelter after the scorching heat,

Love;

The roses after the thorns,

Love;

The clouds after a clear sky,

Love;

The warmth after the numbing cold,

Love;

The dazzling light after the gloomy darkness.

Love;

A difficult road and,

A life changing risk,

But is pure bliss,

And worth everything in the end.

Melancholic smiles,

There were no blaring sirens,

No caution tape,

Just like the wind,

You came and then went away,

Leaving behind,

These everlasting bittersweet memories.

Oh my love,

If my love for you

Were the ocean

Tell me

Will you drown in it?

If my love for you

Were the wind

Tell me

Like a bird, will you soar high in it?

If my love for you

Were the stars

Tell me

Will you marvel at the sparkle and glimmer?

If my love for you

Were a rose

Tell me

Would you still hold it, despite the thorns?

My love,

If my love for you

Were Infinite

Tell me

Will you stay?

It's not always rainbows and butterflies;

Sunshine and colourful days,

Most of the time it's stormy and grey;

The sun, enshrouded by the clouds,

The clouds, going wild with thunder,

And the rain never stops,

Rather it causes a storm,

One, that's so destructive,

It vacuums all the oxygen from me;

I can't breathe.

The days are dark,

The night is the darkest of all,

At times, a mere glimpse of the sun,

Becomes a longing desire,

But the clouds never fade away.