Everyday

You had bruises on your back today.
you felt my pain.
But your scars will heel,
and mine wont,
on my heart
forever,
they will remain.

Your skin will turn pink,
as it has always has been,
you will recover,
and then you will forget
about today,
the day you felt a pain like mine.

But I still feel it,
I feel it everyday.

How did it feel?
Did you like the pain?
Did you enjoy the hurt?
But for you it is okay,
because your scars will go away
and mine will remain.


Wont they?

You took your heart out and threw it at me.



Now you are heartless

Remember

You told me you don’t Remember
where I live,
But I Remember
where you sleep.

You told me you don’t Remember
the path,
But I Remember
our journey.

You told me you don’t Remember
my name,
But I Remember
your smell.

You told me you don’t Remember
my touch,
But I Remember
your taste.

You told me you don’t Remember
our song,
But I Remember
your voice

You told me you dont Remember
my face,
But I Remember
your blood.

Don't you Remember
the night you bled?
I offered my hand,
and with your blood the the cravasses of my skin were drenched.

It was then I realised that I loved you.

I always found comfort in the fact that
we had our memories,
and with them you had walked away.

But when you told me that you don’t Remember
my heart bled,
and you were not there to protect me.

I was alone
because you are gone.

I Havent Yet Named It

The following piece is a little extract from my modernist scriptive text.

Heart:

Drum. Thump. Beat. Thump. Not like a chair, not still. A guitar too is not a heart. It is not a heart until you play its strings.

Red is red is red is heart.

Blood from heart is red is red is

blood.

Blue veins. Blue like the sky where the birds fly. Like the water flowing between the river’s shores. But is water truly blue? Is it blue, or green, or grey? Or is it is the colour of its constituents? Her blood is water and it is red so that means he is red.


Death:

What happens when the heart stops?

Red signs cause collisions. No stopping. No pain.

No motion, no heat.

The fire that burns brings warmth but not during death. Winter is black, is cold, is death. She fears it, and hides behind yellow for pretection. But yellow is the colour of the inevitable.

Not dead. Alive. Love. Love. Alive. Nothing. Death. Death. Death.


Night:

Only black and only black and only bats. Bats only. One cannot see and if you cannot see nothing exists.

But yellow is heard?

Spreading sound proves existence without sight.

No time to pretend.

Why pretend?

Children are crying,
bombs are dropping
and
they are hoping.

Hoping that the night never comes. Night is the time of sleep is the time of black is the time of death is the time not of the heart the heart.


Sleep:

Temporary death.

Solitude. A black cave. A yellow box. But that does not matter because when ones eyes are wide shut they see only black.

To wake is to live and to sleep is to die. To wake from sleep is not yellow, it is a gift. Cherish it. It is not yellow

A Church in which he prays consists of four walls filled with one soul. And candles. Candles that burn in sequence, never burning the soul, or the walls. Burning like a song, in tune with one another, high pitched.

What happens when the flowers grow? Do you stop caring for them?


Waltz:
She leant how to dance but she never showed it to him.

And he never moved with someone else’s rhythm.


Breathe:

Not to breathe is to love because love is to take one's breath away.

Two people, in love, yet in so much pain. Pain is love. And love is sweet, so pain is sweet, but love hurts ones heart and sweet hurts ones teeth.

The Songs That I Dedicate To Him

...In no particular order and to be constantly updated



Its Okay-Atomic Kitten

I Should Have Never Let You Go-Bardot

These Days-Bardot

Running Back-Jessica Mauboy

I Hate You So Much Right Now-Kellis

All For You-Leona Lewis

Better in Time-Leona Lewis

With Every Heartbeat-Robyn

Let Go-Neyo

Linger-The Cranberries

Stand By You-The Pretenders

As I Lay Me Down-Sophie B Hawkins

Tears Dry on Their Own-Amy Winehouse

I Miss YOu When You're Gone-The Cranberries

Littlest Things-Lily Allen

You Give Me Something-James Morrison

Chasing Pavements-Adele

You Were Meant For Me-Jewel

My Love-Ciara

Anything-Jojo

I Miss You So Much-TLC

Baby Can I Hold You-Tracy Chapman

4 in the Morning-Gwen Stefani

Cry-Rihanna

Stay-Destiny's Child

If I Aint Got You-Alicia Keys

Holding Back The Years-Simply Red

Back to Black-Amy Winehouse

It Must Have Been Love-Roxette

Wasnt It Good-Tina Arena

Turn The Page-Aaliyah

Little Waltz-Basia Bulat