The uselessness of abbreviatons

Mors certa hora incerta

Suck the marrow out of life

To walk the path of sorrow

Let those tears shatter your eyes and heart

Give them the power to rip apart

The existence of who

Was supposed to be you

And leave all you loved from the start.

Do not rely on what people say

Do never listen, nor beg, nor pray

They are not going to

Let the best part of you

Ever be on their minds, in their way.

Hold on, and do not proceed, my dear

Now is the day to look back and fear

Everything that they know

All the things they don't show

And to fight back at last one more tear.

Has no one told you she's not breathing?

There was a time

When you stole what was mine

And I came to gain it back later,

A day full of bliss

And the hapless young miss

Was crestfallen by a malign baiter.

 

And you partied all night

While he held me tight

And his suave, mellow kiss made me tremble,

And the lanterns grew dim,

And there rested a slim

Chance of getting him back in your gamble.

As the hags were all gone

You still moved along

Like the bashful remains of a spinster,

He stroke my auburn hair

And I gasped for air

And our longings grew stronger and sin'ster.

 

Your paltry excuse

About my mean abuse

Of your sacred droit to possess him,

Caused a slight smirk,

And this one made you jerk,

For you envisioned me to obsess him.

 

Contumeliousness

Which caused the mess

In your head made me crow about you,

And so here I stand,

With your heart in my hand,

Waiting for the omen to undo.

(2010)

So you don't have to suffer me like I suffer myself.

The scars are slowly fading.

Maybe that is just what we have become. You do not seem to know me any more, and I will not assume you have not changed so I would still recognise you. So much for the most beautiful friendship anyone could imagine, so much for the soulmates that barely knew themselves but knew one another inside out. I have been missing you, more than words could tell and even more than what my tears and scars have stated. I have been loving you, from the first time we met, from the first time I ever talked to you. I have been yearning for your love which I once had but which you took away from me to give it to another random person out there. I may not have been deserving of it, and probably that's just what I will never be. Nonetheless, I will not be able to forget about the time we shared and the perfect moments that filled my heart with rapture and my soul with bliss. I may not be able to forget the keen look in your eyes that gave me butterflies whenever it happened to fondly contemplain me. Your memory will last forever, my memories keep me from starving, your tears keep me from feeling numb. I love you to death, that is why I let you go. Take care, my friend, you will be remembered endearingly.