“The universe loves you.”

If you keep quiet and claim that your silence speaks, you’re silently part of the cruelty that goes around you. Thus make your voice sing.

His love held the scent of lavenders, as i carved them into poetry.

Your soul holds the entire night sky.

Here rests the soul who soared for the skies and lied beneath arcane words, left in solitude.

I wrote my story in verses on these petals with sounded silences.

S-T-I-T-C-H your heart with tones of self love.

The poet in you is still remembered.

Somewhere while loving you, I forgot to love myself.

Its in you where i belong.

Once, I found myself breaking down between “its okay” and “its not”.

The world is in search of the happiness in you.

Bloom with your colors and fluttering wings of hope and smiles.

I am in love with the flickering stars that illuminated your darkest nights.

We deserve sunshine and hope; and stitches for bruised hearts.

I flew with my dandelion dreams into the wild, unknown.

Blurred tomorrows are here to bring you smiles.