Reality…

Sometimes I think i’m fine..
I think my world is completely normal..
Content even.. 
That I might even be happy one day..
But then reality crashes over me..
And i realize the place where my heart used to reside is empty..
All that is left is a dark void..

Ohh Heart.. Why Him..

There is a million reasons why I should not love him..
Why I should not care..
Why I should not long, crave for him..
For his touch..For his kisses..
For his voice..For his love
Iv tried not feeling anything for him..
I have tried to convince myself to move on..
To forget about him..
Because he has probably forgotten about me now..
Probably moved on to the next girl..
But my heart and soul can’t help it..
He is permanently etched onto my heart..Onto my skin
I breathe through him..
I need him…

Number one….

One day..
One far away day..
one lonely day..

Just one day…

I will finally be someone’s number one..

It might not be today..

It might not be  tomorrow..

Might not even be in the next ten years..

But I have to believe…
I have to hope and pray..

That one day..

Someone will love me enough..
Need me enough…
Adore me enough..

To render me their number one..

I Long To Go Back…

I wish..

I just yearn..

That I could go back..

Travel back to a time..

When I used to be free..

A time when I used to be brave..

Unafraid to live..

Fearless to explore…

Open to shamelessly love..

My Warrior..

Built like a god..

Tall, dark and handsome..
As strong and as agile as a stallion..

Eyes which piece even the bravest of fighters..

Legs and arms the power never known before..

His face seamed with an immense scar..

Mythical and magical he stands erect..

The unwise and fearful scurry at the sight of him..

No opponent is worthy of his wrath..

With a soul covered with Armour he loves painfully..

Starring patiently over the calm sea..

Watching, waiting in anguish for his queen to surface..

Yes, he is my warrior..