And I Believed You.

And I believed you.

The way Samson believed Delilah.

(This truth floats over my head like Damocle's sword)

Katie, 01:00

Do you know where your faith lies?

If it's on things, luck or men, honey you're on your way to fail. Put your faith not on things that don't last, not on luck that is elusive, not on men who come and go as they please.

Put it on yourself. You alone can make a difference in your life. You alone can paint back the rays of sunshine in your eyes. Have faith in you, in yourself. Only then that you'll feel the winds of fortune blow in your favor.

Of faith,

Katie, 12:00

I used to paint the sky

The kaleidoscope of hues

The twilight

And your smile

The tip of my brush

Has vowed to immortalize

The face that I romanticize

In my poetry

In all my works of art

The one I toiled

To preserve in my notes

In all those enduring nights

When I consumed a lot of wine

To stay awake

To stay sane

So I could capture all of you

In my words

As I spilled them aesthetically

Hoping they would represent

The you whom I adore

So much, it choked me

All those emotions

Rushing into my chest

Each vied for a place

Like they always fought

To be recognized all at once

I was flooded with so much love

I felt for you

I didn't know

If I can swim to the surface

If I am drowned, maybe

You will save me baby

But with tears you drowned me

You let me die

With all the precious canvas

I filled with my art

Where I spilled all of my heart

In rhymes

In flashes of colors

Your eyes

That captured my soul

In one sultry glance

Sparkled in the dark

As I crumbled

In a rapid avalanche

Your footsteps resounded

I fell insane

Replayed the scene in my head

For the tenth time

Oh you said

You don't want any

Of my spilled art

I turned ashen

Suddenly one with the dead

You cruelly stabbed me

With that sharp dagger

I didn't think you had

Maybe I was just pathetic

Or I've drunk so much wine

That even when you left me behind

I swore not to cry

For in my art, you were mine

All mine

You're there, inked in my poems

Spilled in my canvas

A proof of how much

I loved you from the start

Then the cold,

The cold became unbearable

It froze everything in me

Now I finally woke up

Broken, screaming

Cursing your name at last

Vowing to all the living gods

Never to paint the sky

The kaleidoscope of hues

The twilight

And your smile again

-Paint the twilight again,

Katie, 23:00

I love you to the moon

And back

As you prance

My restless thoughts

Linger in my mind

A beautiful memory

Etched in my heart

Every bit of you

Oh relentless muse

Gracing the lines

Of my humble poetry

Your sweet smile

Voice that melts the ice

That hardened my soul

Everything that you are

The dreams you told me about

All unspoken wishes

Your love

Your flaws and all

Encompass the galaxy

I am beholding with pride

Baby you make

My dead heart

Wake to have

This one more chance

To walk with love again...

-Flaws and all (Walk with love again)

Katie, 01:00

@littlest-meerkat

I catch the first drop of rain on my palm and imagine how much you waited for it. You told me you wanna fall in love before the first rain of November. It's been raining for weeks now, my love. And every drop reminds me of the reasons why you had to wait for this season, to fall in love. And though I exhaust my wit trying to get the wisdom behind it, I don't understand. I can't understand. Why did you wait? And why did the rain come too late? Too late for you to feel it glide on you face. Too late for you to catch it on your palm. You know, sometimes I try to question Cupid. Why? Why you? Why me? Why in the universe did we have to wait? If he has a conscience, why did he allow us to wait this long? Now you're gone and the sky just won't stop raining. And I still don't get it. My world may be flooded soon and I will still be here trying to unravel the wisdom behind the course of waiting you chose to thread when you could have just fell in love with me. I wish I could have just ignored your "first rain fantasy" and fell in love with you while I had the chance.

-Waited for the first rain to fall in love

Katie, 24:30

Bloom honey, bloom

See those pretty roses?

They have thorns too

Had pierced someone

Hurt someone

But didn't sink in guilt

In life, things like that happen

You'll gonna hurt somebody

Break somebody

Well, who doesn't?

We all have that kind of days

We're loved

We're hated

Nobody is perfect

So get out of that shell

Brighten that face

And show the world

That you are capable of love too

Yes you don't always gleam

Like the sun

Sometimes you come

With a thunderstorm

But at least, honey at least

You don't fake any of it

You're authentic

You're raw

You're a mess

And because of that

You're beautiful

So like those pretty roses

Bloom honey, bloom!

-pretty roses,

Katie, 21:30

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