"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Posts tagged “Missing you

Lunatic

The absolute solitude embraces the caryatids but has not forgotten the smile in your eyes.
I spend my days with my rebel freedom, with the stone kings and the frozen time.
Life continues to pulsate in the depths of my heartless veins.
On the same stairs where you were holding my hand
The rain has replaced the sound of your footsteps beside me.
Your wish for happiness has not yet extinguished my soul.
I write like a lunatic on the corner of every table I happen to find,
In the silent places where I have once been with you.
Lunatic. Yes, I am a lunatic. The absolute lunatic for loving you.

insanity

111 words, memyselfandela, February 2014

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The Sound of Missing You

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The sun paints a last trace of life before dying in agony. With it’s last drops of shadow it lingers under my tired eyes.

I carry within the memory of what love used to be. I can still hear our fading steps on the same old roads, on the same grey pavement. I can still feel your arm tight around my waist and your laughter.

Near me other couples chat like we used to, holding hands, blessed to not know how futile and doomed this moment of happiness is, sentenced to only live for a glimpse in time.

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I was a fool to believe that you can make a choice. No. I chose you. The one you really are, not the one that hides his face. The one in which I believe, not the one that never believes in himself.

Darkness rises all around. In thoughts, in the shivering cold, in the unspoken emptiness. My once loving heart bleeds at the thought that you’re gone, yet nobody can take me the smile that you used to have in your eyes.

Maybe in your dimension you dance now with other masked faces and other smiles give you a passing smile. Yet deep inside you will never find your path on your own, there’s no path without love.

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Rain strikes my cheek like your fingers once used to, falling cold, quenching the marks left by your ardent kisses. My lips whisper the shadows of the same name that never ceased to linger in my mind since I last saw you.

Countless prayers go your way, but you don’t even know it. If I would have stepped off the edge of my life I would still have never found you, for you are far, much further than my thought can reach to kiss you good night.

Memories of a madman fill up the sky as I lay myself to sleep. But even in my dream there will only be this burning love that has never ended.

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333 words, memyselfandela, January 2014


The One I Love The Most

Love, I never knew how to tell you
How much you’ve hurt me sometimes
I’ve always been there, open and true
Refusing to see the most obvious lies.

Hollow and upset,  I’ve always done my best
To imagine a life for us, smile and be kind
But in the end it all felt like a test
And understanding you slipped out of my mind.

You’ll always be the one hunting for goals
I’ll still try to understand when you got lost
No mountain can fill the gap between our souls
Though you’ll always remain the one I love the most

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100 words

memyselfandela, 2012


without you

no more space under my eyelids to hold on of you
I’ve lost you, you belong to the wind
you were mine when you didn’t even know it
when no one saw us
when we were lost in time

empty and marooned I am left
with the trace of you through me
torn heart that does not know anymore
how to keep on beating
without you

somewhere behind the end of the road
when the nothingness will recompose
we will rise again, you and me
the last pieces missing to make
the eternity real


The Rain

I have passed…

…one day in front of the attic
of our lost moments, where not
even the time wants to stop and remember
that we have once been  there, that we have
made love, that the sentimental rain
in our eyes was screaming
on the roof red of emotions, screaming
loud “I love you!”…

… and now I look at the sky and see
no cloud that could
bring us back such a rain…

… and even if the skyline could bring me
again the clouds of my soulful birth
I don’t know where you may still be now…

… my Love…


shine haiku

the shine of your eyes
gently covered in dawn light
you hide in my heart


Broken Tanka

keep waiting for you
I have just seen your shadow
in my memory
smoke covers the face of the
last pieces of broken dreams

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memyselfandela, 2012