Jasmine Around the Wrist

Mirrors, lately, have been my worst enemy. A constant reminder of lack of symmetry.
I'm just going to avoid them too. Easier said than done, though.

When we fall in love, we're just falling in love with ourselves.
We're spiraling.

I Love You, Even More Than The Phone Bills

I like how you sound restless. Even when you've just gotten out of bed. You should just let me hear more of you.

We've made many lists in our life together. We've drawn many pictures. We've cracked too many jokes. We've wasted too much time.
We've let most of it go. We've reduced ourselves to dependence. We've been listening to other people. We've been watching time go by. We've been complaining.
Truth is, it doesn't really matter. You're the one with the pretty words, I'm the one with the pretty memories. It's not so bad. We still have our music.

Love.

Today she's a shark. Next she'll be a princess. A few days ago she was a shikaari. She went around taping white insects to the floor. Mercilessly crushed by her pink flips-flops soon after, the poor insects, with their yellow blood oozing from under the tape. That's just how she is, insect-murderess and all. She's beautiful. One day she'll come to me with her little problems and I will be there for her no matter what. She's tiny. And she's loud.
Her name is Meher. It means 'love'.

Bruised Lips With A Little Disappointment On The Side

Let's not reflect on the disasters that we created in this very place, this very room, this inch of space where I was and so were you. Because the mistakes that I'm thinking over are still not forgotten. They aren't old and stupid enough to be laughed at just yet. Give me a week or two and we'll get to that stage too.
Hello.
But more importantly, my inability to learn from the past has stopped annoying me anymore. I will listen to my heart no matter what you tell me to do. I will ruin my life just to give myself the satisfaction. To prove to you. It's good to talk but it's better to leave the apologies unsaid. Lifeless words said by lifeless people. Who are we fooling?
Ourselves.

B,
       You're not meant to be doing this. You were born to do bigger and better things. I swear.

No Turning Back

I liked being careful and cautious with you. Just thinking a little about what to do. Slowly, I see myself losing grip though. Like breaking into a smile.
I want you to never be angry at me. Never think I'm silly. Never to give you the opportunity to complain. Make you the reason for it all. Let you know everything and learn everything about you. Be in your heart like you beat in mine. Let you taste every little kiss the way it's meant to taste.

I want to give you everything out of nothing at all.

Confetti

Oh, it's not a good idea to get lost under stars with a cigarette in hand. It's not a good idea to not know what you want and get lost in every thing that's around you.
A little dizzy, I was. With my hazy judgment. Who's to blame? Why? When? Questions remain simpler unanswered and are forgotten soon enough. Out of answers resurface questions, and questions create problems.
Things fall into place gradually though and it's good. Just painful, but good. With help it's do-able. Usually.
Back to the confetti that was in my hair at the time. It was sparkly.

With Paper Clips, Safety Pins and Staples

I'm going to attach my heart to you.

You are gray. 

Between black and white. 

You are yellow. 

Sometimes fun but mostly a little too much to handle.

You are brown. 

You disgusting bastard.

You are green. 

Refreshing.

You are purple. 

Good memories.

You are blue. 

The colour we wore together.

You are white. 

Too beautiful and perfect, it's annoying.

You are red. 

So I've learned to envy you.

You are orange. 

Like fire.

You are pink. 

Raw skin.

And me? I'm still looking for a colour.

You, Your Sex Is On Fire

Oh, it seemed like a connection at the time. A real one. One that wouldn't wither away with passing time.

Hot as a fever, rattling bones,
I could just taste it, taste it,
If it's not forever, if it's just tonight,
Oh, it's still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest

Fuck feelings. I need to grow up.

I'm trying to learn how to survive on this chess board floor.