The Ugly Truth

Even the most beautiful things can leave holes that can never be patched. And that's what they never told you when you started chasing butterflies.


Nothing Else Matters

Liquid Heart

For you, my frozen heart could melt a thousand times over. And you know that each and every single time it does, all the love inside will keep flowing freely right into yours.



To the world, we are nothing.
Nothing but shadows playing under the sun.
Nothing but strangers kissing in the rain.
Nothing but ghosts dancing in the dark.

But if they only knew…

Someday, we’ll tell them our story.


The Rain Can't Wash Away Everything

When the cold rain finally stops streaming down your window, I hope you'll take a look outside. Because I'm still here, waiting for you to let me in and feel your warmth all over again.


Lost in Monochrome

Broken Record

the beautiful things you always said
still keep playing in my head

a preponderance of sweet, empty words

of promises and lies i wish i never heard

but the words i really longed to hear
were the ones you never whispered in my ear

[One Single Impression]


The Flower Girl by the Grave

When the day comes that there are no more flowers on your grave, never think that I have forgotten you. It only means that I am finally able to just let them blossom again.

At The Middleman's Fair

 "I want this."

"I'm sorry, dear. But I'm afraid that's already taken," replied the man behind the counter.

"But I really want this. Aren't there any more of these?"

"No. There's just one of each. But there are still plenty of others you could choose from," he answered.

"But this is exactly what I want... I'll give you anything in exchange."

"I'm really sorry, dear. But that's not the way things work around here. Someone else already got here before you did," he said.

"So why do you keep it on display? For people to know that such a beautiful thing exists but they can't have it?"

"Well, if you choose to be cynical about it, you can think of it that way. But you're partly right, it's for people to see that such a beautiful thing exists — and that there will be more beautiful things to fill those shelves when the earlier ones are taken. You'll just have to wait because preparing a special thing — the one that's really made for you — will take time," he replied.

"So when can I come back?"

"I can't really say for sure. Hey, I'm just the middleman here. I've got a Boss too, you know. But I guarantee you that He's got everything arranged," he said.

"Okay, Mr. Cupid. I'll keep my fingers crossed. Maybe I'll see you again tomorrow..."


Swept Away

As I watched the sea
change the shoreline
with every wave,
I remembered you.
And how,
like a grain of sand,
I was swept away,
never to be the same again.

The Distance In Between

If it's true that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, then what keeps us apart must be one hell of a winding path.