Poetry

“I may not have the perfect words, but I believe in making someone feel loved through the little things I do every day.” ❤️

Upset

I loved you as much as I knew how to love, and I gave all that love to you.❤️

I would kiss those paths Where you once walked…🍂

There are only two things to say, nothing else…
Either you, or no one.😌

As I watched
Kung Fu Panda
An ad for pizza
Came on the screen

This is a sign
I thought to myself
And ordered
Chinese

“Love isn't about finding someone who never makes mistakes; it's about finding someone who never stops trying.”

Today share another smile. Make someone heart lighter for a while. Live your life be happy and glow. Let your beautiful spirt shine and glow. Laugh little love a little more. Embrace each moment let your heart soar. Don't wait till tomorrow to make things right. Find your happiness in today's light. For a life is fragile nobody knows which ways winds of tomorrow blow. So love deeply forgive and let ur heart flow. As tomorrow is not guaranteed.

A person's addiction is more dangerous than the drugs themselves.

These nights feel unbearable at times, especially when I hear the sound of her voice calling my name, followed by the warmth of a cozy laughter.

Sincerely,
A recovering man who was addicted to the emotional safety and warm meals of his late single mother.

Everything or nothing at all.

My heart is just a lump
Nothing special
Ordinary… yet perhaps pure
I have nothing more precious than that
To offer you
Perhaps there are many like me
But I can say this with certainty
It’s not the best, but I say this with conviction
I am sincere towards you 🤍

If you are like the stars and moon up there
So let me admire
From the distance where I stand...🤍

Suffering...
I don’t know… it’s like a garment clinging to my body
Every time I change it
For a different style, yet it always feels just right
Clinging like the same familiar sensation
As if it were simply comfortable
But a comfort that’s unusual and inescapable
Every time I see the light… it’s as if I’m seeing hope…
And every time I embrace that hope
Once again, all I get is disappointment
If hope is nothing but hope,
Then why don’t I ever tire of reaching for it...
Why do I still find myself thinking about happiness?
Is this the scenario I’m meant to live through?