Brevity #11: Lies

One of the meanest thing that you can do to someone else is to say "I love you" without ever meaning it. Always be true, always be honest, when it comes to matters of the heart. Because how can you not only betray her but also betray yourself as well? And sooner or later, truth will show its true form. For you may be able to deceit her for a long time, but you can never deceit yourself for that long.

Perhaps one of the reason why I did not want to let you go was because you were the first person in this world who ever said those words to me. And though I did not know how to answer or may not be feeling the same at the time, it felt like a soothing breeze. And I hold on to that magical line, while clinging on to you. Because I was afraid of being alone, yet again. I was blinded by fear.

So I guess in the end we both lied to each other and to ourselves.

Brevity #10: Realization

I have come to realize that perhaps, that glorious word the poets search for—written in the stars, painted between the sky and the ocean, inked among each sentence and paragraph—it is not written in my stars, nor it is painted between my sky and my ocean, though I often inked it among each my sentence and paragraph. Maybe that glorious word, Love, will never come to grace my world.

Brevity #9: Self Fulfilled Prophecy

In a flash,
I was struck
by blindness.

With a blow,
I was hit
by numbness.

I saw the signs.
Silent whispers
fluttered to my ears.

And so it is,
you fulfilled
that expectation.

Or perhaps,
I've fulfilled
that prophecy.

Brevity #8: Silence, Word

With words
you woo me.

With words
you break me.

With silence
you crush me.

In silence
—I'll vanish.

Brevity #7: Space

You came
occupied my place.
Turning things
upside down.

You came
filled an empty corner.
Bringing warmth
alongside chaos.

You left
vacated a room.
Leaving foot marks
fingerprints allover.

You left
emptied your spot.
I sleep diagonally
to fill in the space.