Relativity

It's never cliché to compare yourself with a black hole
As in its basic metaphysics,
You are essentially the same

Light cannot escape
Time frozen

An embodiment of nothingness
And everything, all at once

Now, look at yourself

Surface-level brightness
Dimmer through the layers
And a mind stuck in a fragment of time

Fragments

Tikkun olam
Repair of the world

Perhaps it's not the world

It's us

It's me

Will you help me pick up the pieces?

Perhaps you have a piece of my world
Which will never be complete

I am a one man demolition squad

Not because I can destroy everything by myself
But because I can't destroy anything but myself

#7

You always make me smile

A girl shrouded by mystery

And a storm of shattered trust

With a heart in a state of calamity,

She is an enigma wrapped in a riddle

I try my best

Breathe in, explorer

Do you know where you are headed?

Remember to keep your heart together

Before launching yourself into the chaos

Big Wish

It's actually ridiculous how much I think about you
The spontaneity of my imaginary broadcasts:
Your endearing existence, a beautiful nightmare
Gradually creeping through my subconscious

I find you in between orange sunsets
And double rainbows
I can only describe you with metaphors
And compelling astrophysical theories

With your every breath,
You send ripples through the fabric of spacetime
Your mind transcends dimensions;
You are a supernova in my heart

My feelings have already left orbit
Aboard a spacecraft of text and thoughts
Voyaging into the interstellar
Hoping, in time, it could reach you

#6

Appreciate the people that have been rocks for you.

The people who cared about you despite the occasion and whatever you're doing

The people who stuck around and understand while you try to get some time for yourself

The people who accepted you despite your flaws

Appreciate the people who believed in you and has been there for you every step of the way.

Never take them from granted. As they say, nothing lasts forever.

Also, try to do the same for them. They might need you more than you need them and you may just not be realising it.

Thank someone that cared for you today heck, do it everyday even.

#5

She's not a goddess. She's not a heroine.

She is just a girl.

She's not good. She's not bad.

She's both at the same time and everything in between.

She's worth waiting for. She's worth giving my time to.

She's worth all the rants, jokes and the random things in the middle.

I'm starting to feel something familiar.

Something I haven't felt for a long, long time.

#4

It's starting to get into me

This feeling coming up;

So frustrating yet can't be helped

You confuse me

Oh if only you know how much you puzzle me

Unrequited as it may seem; I confuse myself too

Naive sentiments, unsure feelings

I won't get tired though - maybe just pedantic

Not in a million years, probably

A bit more time, I will wait

this is a story of —

"Fly me to the moon"

It's only one small step;

Voyaging through your cosmos

Being gravitated towards you

It's one giant leap;

To reach you within light years

Overcoming this interstellar journey

Hello, mission control

static

Am I just a comet's tail?

Particles of dust left in your wake;

A celestial body?

A black hole?

To which, I have yet to know

We have a problem

"Drive me to Greenwich"

Prime Meridian -

Longitudinal memories

Arbitrary feelings

tick

Time differences

I, the mean time

For I am the premise

tock

Us, the meantime

Before it breaks

Before misery overtakes

"Take me to your favourite place"

Beside you,

I'll never get lost

A pathway I will always be certain

Like a vernacular,

A sense of familiarity

But I am lost all of a sudden

BANG

Amnesia;

Stuck in a traffic jam

I am the road accident

We are the collision

This is the recoil.

To The Girl That's Worth It

Listen to this

Belle and Sebastian - Calculating Bimbo

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Doubt

I always wonder what is going on inside that head of yours.

What is the design of your mind?

What is the structure of your thought process?

What is the framework of your imagination?

Doubtful,

Suspicions

I crave for you in the most innocent way,

In ways people do yet can only dream of happening.

You are a walking imperfection,

An uncharted exploration;

An enigma trying to solve itself.

Doubts are built upon expectations. They have the power to shatter conjectures, stir up unforecasted hurricanes and bring upon calamity when people least expect.

They are the chaos that you see form right before your eyes, only to consume you when you did not anticipate.

You are a beautiful disaster; a figment of reality waiting to happen.

You are the storm brewing in my heart.

Lost & Found

Lost

Feelings

An abstract sentiment

blink

Eyes meet

blink

A flicker of emotion

blink

An unknown semantic

Found

Lover

My mind

catastrophic

Her Heart

esoteric

Settling down

cathartic

Love life

tragic

Lost

Self-esteem

inhale

Let me hear your secrets

exhale

Let me feel your soul

inhale

Let me in to your heart

exhale

Let me know you love me

Found

Broken Heart

You made me believe I had a chance

crack 

And upon taking it

shatter

You leave my life

break

As I whispered for you to stay

Lost

You

I think I may have moved on

weep

As the memories of you slowly fade

whimper

But whenever you dawn on me; numbness

whine

As I realise you can not break a heart

break down

That is already broken

Found

Perhaps I did not love you enough;

Spontaneous

The way I lost you

The way I loved you

Perhaps I will never know why

The reason you walked out

And never said goodbye

#3

Hey, you.

I like you.

Yeah, you read that right.

I like you.

Why?

I don't know.

However, that's also the same answer to how exactly the universe was formed, the same answer to how many stars are there in the Milky Way. It's also the same answer to why the sea is salty or what is at the end of the rainbow.

I don't know.

It's a mystery. It's a phenomenon. It's something I refuse to take for granted. However, no academic study would give me the answer I want, or rather, the right answer. It's not something that I could just type in to any search engine. It's not something that could be answered by reading a million books.

It is the answer, or at least it was once the answer, to all the important questions in this world.

I like you.

The same way how there are always theories and postulates about everything. I like you because my theory of you is just fascinating. Maybe I'm drawing conclusions too fast. Maybe I'm miscalculating something here.

Maybe I'm wrong.

Tell me.

But I'm not rushing anything here. If it's something real, there's no need to rush.

It's just that, I'm scared.

I'm scared of letting myself down again.

I'm scared of letting you down.

I like you.

You're the thought that keeps me up at night. You're the unsolvable puzzle in a Sunday magazine. You're the sunset to a beautiful day, the moonlight to the mysterious darkness, the dawn to an unknown tomorrow. You're the plot twist in every love story. You're the last drop of coffee that I can't sip. You're the punchline to every corny joke. You're the diamond that I can't afford yet, I'm saving up for.

You're all the romantic cliches in this world.

I like you.

I don't know why.

Just as much as I know the next chapter to this story.

You're just as clueless as I am, trust me.

This time, I'll take it slow. I'll take my time. Let me learn my first steps. Let me find my balance. Let me understand the wonder that is you. You don't have to help me, I just want you to be beside me.

Maybe you're still taking your first steps. Maybe you're also finding your balance. Or maybe you're half the world away already.

It's up to you if you're coming back for me.

It's up to you if you'll wait.

Again, I like you.

You don't have to like me back. You don't have to force yourself to. Let things come naturally. Let them do their own thing. Let it get to them, if that will ever be the case.

There is a universe where we're together. There is also a universe where we've never even met.

Then here's this universe, full of uncertainty and cheesy one-liners.

I don't know.

But hey, it's just a theory.

However, this isn't:

I like you.

#2

You can't expect everything to work out the first time.

Time and time again, you'll always be disappointed

#1

It's ironic isn't it?

How that lactose intolerant kid

Turned out to be a huge ball of cheese

Writing about things that slowly kill him.