The perfection of a moment.

Which is when gravity gave up on us.

Which is when a child was celebrating his first year of existence.

Which is when we ran too fast. Even faster than the wind.

Which is when we got tangled like a tornado.

Which is when a snowflake landed on your cheeks.

Which is when we drank hot chocolate on a cold evening's night, while watching TV on the couch.

Which is when you were sleeping right there beside me.

Which is when i looked into your eyes.

Which is when i knew you.

Which is when i heard you speak for the very first time.

Which is when i was wearing a white dress, and you, a black suit.

Which is when, we waited for your bus to leave, but when it came, you couldn't go away.

Which is when we held hands, while i delivered our very first baby.

Which is when we ran away to Australia, and did not tell anyone.

Which is when we laughed at all our secret jokes, that no one got, but us.

Which is when we slept like we are dead, because we knew we'd wake up next to one another.

Which is when the furthest we got away, was the room next door.

Which is when aliens abducted us.

Which is when we held hands, while bungee jumping.

Which is when we went diving.

Which is when we knew everything about each other.

Which is when we did something stupid, as fighting over silly things.

Which is when the world seemed more like a happy place. Only seemed.

Which is when we could not stop arguing, whether which of us fell in love, first.

Which is when, a mother held her child, for the very first time.

Which is when we danced to a song, we only knew.

Which is when we couldn't stop talking about nonsense, just for the sake of talking.

Which is when you inspired me.

Which is when i started dreaming about you.

Which is when, we stopped telling others, because they stopped understanding.

Which is when the world made sense. At least, to us.

Occupy me.

The negative space you left. 
The negative space, you left.
Occupy me. 
Occupy your space.

Lets entertwin, get tangled.

The one.

I never asked you to let yourself out, i just asked you to let me in. 
Let me in. 
Let me inside you.

The stillness.

Still, courage even though you know you might get killed.

Still, wandering around, even though you know you might get lost.
Still, lighting up fires, even though you know they will get put up.
Still, dreaming, even though you know they may never come true.
Still, falling in love, even though you got sick before.
Still, thinking, even though it got you a headache.
Still, the sun shines, even though it's been raining.
Still, dawn comes always after dusk.
Still, trusting people, even though they keep on disappointing you.
Still, knowing you can fly, even though you are not a bird. Basically.
Still, travelling in a place, even though you know it might crash.
Still, here, even though you hate the place.
Still, say the truth, even though you might be hated.
Still, happy. In a sad world.
Still me.
Still you.
Still us.

The miss-happenings.

I met you, but you say that was not you.

I imagined conversations with you, that never came true.

I wrote you something, that i will never show.

I got you a present, too.

I took us pictures, that were never photographed.

We smiled. We laughed. 

We danced to music, that can not be heard.

We flied. But that's not true. We are not birds.

We cried to speeches, that were not told. 

We bought us an island, that was never sold. 

And then, we ran to someplace that does not exist. 

The chaos of feelings.

I love you too much,
that i hate you so much.

I feel like killing you slowly.
I want to hit you hard.
Slap you.
And then, hug you.
And hug you.
And hug you, again,
And hit you.
And hold onto you.
And never let you go.

Because what possibly could ever go wrong,
if you are home?

How far my imagination, went.

I thought I only lived in my mind.

But now i know,

you  too,

lived in my mind.

I made you up.

Or did you make me, make you up?

Was i imagining you?

Why am I not convinced?

I know.

You exist.