Unwritten.
Princess Irene | From the ISLANDS to the BAY | Filipino&Chinese&Spanish | There's always a sad story behind every smile | INSTA: @ummirene
DAYDREAM
It’s funny how a little conversation
Can lead to “what if”s
Innocent wishes of
“What could be”s manifest themselves into daydreams
Last night i had to purposely wake myself up from this….tragedy
We were talking,
Walking hand in hand
Like two carbon based lifeforms with torn hearts
Taking part in interlocking digits as if they were
Floating finger molecules
And then within an instant
We somehow stumbled upon a kiss
Locked our lips away along with our souls
And something so
Sensual existed in a single moment,
Something so
Sacred shared by lips absent of time,
Absent fear, absent mind, absent….truth
For i knew better than to dwell in traces of “dug up” memories
These ashes of half-severed pictures lay tarnished underneath the shredded Pieces of forgotten love notes found scattered across the bottom surface of This treasure box full of “never-meant-nothing” memories
Some half stained with month old teardrops
Folded and torn along the creases
I sometimes reach for these obscenities as if they still belonged to me
Until eventually,
I am reminded of reality…
I’m reminded that tomorrow morning,
After the sun rolls out of bed,
After it shakes its head, wipes its eyes, and shines its rays…
After the sunlight fades in a similar way to you and i
That same sun will rise…and fall again
And much like the Sun i find myself waking up to the same stuff,
But they tell me that it’s just a different day, well, tell me this…
When a lost love resides in the memories of a kiss
And something so precious
And intangible escapes your clutch,
To what extent the stench of mistrust becomes an illusion too much to wake Up from?
Do you hear what i’m saying?
When love is lost, and only a fraction of the memories are left standing,
When all that remains survives through tomorrows day dreams,
Tell me…
When am i suppose to wake up again?
To shifting sands, a rocky foundation, and empty spaces
Where hands used to press prayers together like sealed love letters to God Himself!
And i need help…..
Waking up from this… daydream
And it’s funny to me
That how a little conversation
Can lead to “what if”s
Things you do not have to feel guilty about
- Saying no sometimes
- Wanting to be alone sometimes
- Saying no to sex
- Saying yes to sex
- Not being sure about your life career
- Deciding to study instead of going out
- Getting rid of the toxic people in your life
- Ending a relationship that is hurting you
- Not liking the things everyone else likes
(via loudmusic-quietsoul)
