Edgy.

What more is there to say?

Watch the sun set.

Say goodbye to all you once knew.

Watch the sun say adieu.

Wait for the stars to fill the black sky.

Wipe the tears from your cheek.

Walk to the edge and ponder “what if”.

Peer behind to see all you’ll leave.

Take a deep breath.

Jump and never look back.

Instinct.

Nothing makes sense anymore. Just when I thought things were “normal”, everything spirals out of control. Nothing is ever as it appears. You can know people for years and never truly know them.

Trusting is never simple. To know that others have previously failed you makes you lose hope. I want to have faith in people, but I don’t want to be foolish. There was a time when I would believe in fantasy. I chose to believe nonexistent fairy tales. At times, I miss my light-hearted disposition. Yet, when I recall how being naive has harmed me.

I have been called naive and childish for believing that I knew someone by looking in their eyes. Yet somehow when I conversed with people and befriended them for years; they turned out to be fakes.

I trust my instincts. Some call it immaturity, but I can it confidence in my intelligence. I trust in the initial vibes that I get from people. I trust in my judgement.

Time.

Time takes no prisoner. Time seems to go faster and faster. It seems to me that Time is an unfair concept. Time is no friend of mine. As Time continuously beats on and on, I lose an opportunity, a day, a minute, a second, and most importantly a chance. I don’t want to miss a chance to help someone. I don’t want to sit back and wait for life to pass by. Time is a constant reminder of life’s imperfections. It’s inconceivable that we only have such a minuet amount of Time in this life.

However, no amount of time could ever be enough. It’s basic human instinct to always crave more. We crave more love, possessions, power, money, and ultimately Time. Perhaps, instead of complaining about the lack of Time; we should seize the moments that we possess.

Yum.

You’re the brightest dish I see.

Your scent in breath taking.

Your heat makes me salivate.

I can almost taste you.

At last I can dig in and consume you.

Blink.

Awake in the morning. Blink.

Fighting in the afternoon. Blink.

Leave in the night. Blink.

Too late to regret. Blink.

Death catches you in a Blink.

"Perfection is subjective."

No Need to Pretend.

What’s the use of this lie. We’ve been down this road before. I’ve watch us fall apart time after time. It’s no use, you and me.

We are too different. We made too many wrong turns. We are lost, and cannot be found. There comes a time when we must accept and move on. It’s our time.

We have expired. We are no longer the youthful dreamers. We’ve grown weary. We’ve grown out of one another.

Our future is nonexistent. We do not have a place together.

Combine.

Combine the past and the future. Learn to forgive the sinner.

Combine the laughter and the tears. Learn to be vulnerable.

Combine the seconds and the years. Learn to accept time.

Combine the love and the hate. Learn to be patient.

Combine his choice and your loss. Try to move on and learn.

"The future is unknown territory, subject to change."

"If you truly love, then you will stop at nothing to succeed."