waiting fot some miracle

While only a fortnight remain, I close my eyes every night and pray for a miracle.. a miracle that would save my life..a miracle that would stop me from going..a miracle that will keep us together forever...
but then life is shit, and miracles don't happen... and more pills I carry that will incur sleep to my eyes like some tricky witch... and here my heart will remain with you my love... as no absense is strong enough to change that... even miracles won't do it... I love you. I wish I could stop bh..by the miracles that don't happen..

shine

I've just stopped counting, counting years..days..months.. my fingertips can't hold em anymore..the numbers have become oblivious.. its you, the same old you who have metamorphosed, from a caterpillar to a butterfly and then back again to that pupa state inside the cocoon that I so love to cut with my claws.. yes, I've never regretted doing that... I'm glad I found you..in each stage I've found you.. I know your hard side, I know where you grow soft... I know you don't regret me bursting into your cocoon either..we become one..we separate..we metamorphose into parallel universes.. few more days to go till you become an year wiser and crazier... and I find myself enchanted for the rest of my life over and over again... I've stopped counting.. counting time that we spend together, and time we spend alone..SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND...
I LOVE YOU BEBE..

three weeks more

three more weeks, twenty one days precisely.. yes I'm counting..
three more weeks of sniffing your hair,kissing your lips, touching your skin, and holding you in my arms like forever..
just when I thought my life was sober, it unfolded again...
this time a lot of time bebe, a lot of me, a lot of you to miss out on... my amazing city with all the amazing assholes in it...
everynight I close my eyes, I pray, I pray for a future, a future with you, without separations, without heartaches...
I pray for three more weeks before I lose myself in the abyss..