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He does so many little things to draw my attention,

He laughs a little too loudly,

Stares a little too long,

Smiles a little too big,

And talks about me a little too much,

and it’s definitely working because,

He is crossing my mind a little too often,

and I’m clearly falling a little too hard.

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THE FIRST TIME

If I could undo
The days,
When I was taught
The different ways
Of being in the limelight, a disguised shade
I would.

It was a race
And I had to constantly
Keep up with the pace.
Eye liner winged,
Best friends fixed,
A hurried love
Took away my soul’s dove.

It’s never too late, is it?
I found my way out
Of the light,
That ate me like a shark
Turned out,
I saw better
When it was completely dark.

My beliefs roared
And my light soul
Soared.
I left behind
The weights of the past
It was the first time
I fell in love with myself
And I knew no last.

Your soul on mine

I want to spend my life making sure you know how it feels to have someone who will always love you for the unexplainable ways you laugh to hide your tears. How you fight back the pain and confront it with your endearing humour. How you go to sleep with your socks on and by the time you wake up, they are missing in another world. How you giggle when there is awkward silence to make the worst situation feel like an unforgettable experience. How when you blink,the sun inches towards you to be closer without making it obvious to others . I want to spend my life making sure the inner kid in you never dies while celebrating the way we never act our age. We may be reckless. We may be out of control. We may be more than love can keep. But we were made to be free while reinventing new ways to stay as naked as we can throughout the day. Nothing feels as good as your soul does when it is on mine.

THE ONE ABOUT OPPOSITES

You, a physicist.
Me, a philosopher.
You say that everything is made up of atoms and molecules. I say everyone is made up of poems and stories.You tell me there is no source of darkness in this universe. There is only the presence of light and the absence of it. I tell you the same about hatred. There is only the presence of love and the absence of it.You educate me about black holes, goes on to explain how real it is, and why it sucks everything into it. I educate you about depression. I warn you depression is real, it should never be taken lightly and explain how it sucks the happiness of a person.You start blabbering about the universe. How it started from a single point, then the big bang causing its expansion, but one day it shall stop and begin to converge until the whole universe becomes a point again. I have only two words for you. Life. Death. And everything in-between that.You tell me the shooting star is actually the death of a star and I tell you, if you see one, make a wish. I can confirm that it works because my wish is currently arguing with me.You smile and point out it was the lack of friction that made me fall the other day. I tell you it was your smile, that damned smile made me fall head over heels.You smile again, walk towards me with open arms and whisper “I am attracted to you” in my ears. I ask you if that attraction is due to gravity? You tell me to shut up and hug you back.

Of the Moon & the Stars

Of the moon and the stars,

Of the sleepless nights that passed by
What was it?
Searching for an euphoric soul, found a total opposite.
The talks and shots ,lead to some place quite different. A place that didn’t last long. Things changed. Lives changed. Changed for good? Or for the worst. Now remains in a box deep burnt ashes. Ashes of memories. 
Of the moon and the stars,
Of the sleepless nights that passed by
What was it?
An intergalactic mind full of static thoughts? Or …?
                     #FindTheAnswerYourself !!!
                                           By-JoE