Flying and Crashing

I was about to fly but I crashed on the ground...You came and took my wings away. I remained more naked than ever. Perhaps I don't have my wings now, but I have my words.
Will you come and take them too?

In The Crowd of Our Thoughts

In the crowd of our thoughts we were both lonely. Your absence was stronger than your presence and I just didn't know how to deal with this. I didn't think I existed in your life either. The idea of my presence kept you going and I felt this in the very core of my existence. Hugging you was holding on empty dreams, kissing you was meaningless. Yet, the idea of losing you made me breathless. That's how I can summarize our happiness was...in sadness.

Sky

If I was the sky, I would be your shield. I would let the sun shines reach your heart. Warm sun shines would make your blue eyes smile, I know.
At the times I am sad, and you would never know this, I would pour the rain on you. Gray clouds would mirror my gray thoughts. Just to make you understand how I feel at heart. Invisible. Invincible, yet very frangible.
I would expect one thing from you though: to remember...to remember me. Next time you see a rainbow, would you remember me for a second? I will not make it appear every day, of course that would be impossible, but once in a while, I would like to be remembered too.
For, I have never forgotten you.

Battle of Hearts

Her silence was a shelter against his sword-like sharp words. He wanted to pierce through her, get into her blood, make her bleed and suffer. These thoughts ached his heart. Instead, he pierced through his very self and made himself hurt unbearably.

Against all the words he muttered, she took her guard, i.e. her silence, against him. Silence enveloped her like a cocoon and protected her against mortal blow of words by him.

In this battle of hearts, nobody won.

They both lost.

They both hurt. They were both hurt.

Language

My feelings are orphans to be adopted and the words to adopt them never come. They move in my head from one side to another restlessly, in despair.

Today I feel I have no language to tell how much I love you. Certainly, I have no claims on you.

I've not found her yet

I took a long trip, traveled through my memories, faced my fears and worries. To find you. While I was in search of you, I lost myself. I was in need of you, now I am without myself.

When I was lost, someone else found me.

I returned to the point I began-without you. But with someone else.
And me?
I've not found her yet.

He

After a painful birth, he had fallen in life.
A literal act which would repeat itself over the following years in his life.
He would fall and fall and fall.
Until the end of his life.
At the end of his life, he would fall out of life-
Dead.

in Love in Life

First I fell in love with him,
then I fell in life of him.
Now I've fallen out of love
then I know I will be out of his life.

To love and to like

Have you ever thought how much you like your beloved one? How easy to love, how impossible to find someone to like. These thoughts were passing through her mind while she was sitting next to her husband. All her life was in front her, not behind. All her ex-boyfriends presented themselves one by one as if to convince her that they still existed. Indeed they existed in her life, at her present, perhaps more than ever. She remembered how much she liked them. How perfect they seemed!

This was an illusion, why am I sitting here next to this stranger, she asked herself. The next thing she did was to leave the room without saying anything, yet giving him a kiss. A last good-bye kiss.