Almost Called Love

I met you like a quiet rain,
soft, unexpected, yet somehow known.
A warmth that settled in my chest,
a spark i never meant to hold.

We spoke and time bent,
moments stretching, folding into something real.
Five days, your touch like a secret,
fingertips tracing promises we didn’t dare to speak.

The night held us, breath and skin,
whispers tangled in the dark.
I felt you, closer than a memory,
like something i wasn’t ready to lose.

Too soon, too fast, too much to dream,
but tell me, do you feel it too?
A whisper, a promise, an almost love,
waiting for a chance to bloom.

- to Mr. Nice Guy on February 2025

Fleeting Flames

When your hands held mine, the world fell quiet
The glow of a soft, endless spring
We whispered truths beneath the moonlight
A fleeting spark, a fragile thing

But the breeze grew cold, your voice a haze
And shadows danced where fire once blazed
Your warmth lingered like a faint perfume
A promise stitched in the seams of bloom

Those fireflies, they burned so bright
Flickering dreams in the warmth of night
But morning came, your spark dissolved
A quiet ache, a hope unsolved

The sparks that lingered in the air
A fleeting dream we couldn’t share
You gave me hope and left it there
A ghost of love that went nowhere

Our whispered vows in stolen time
Now echoes in an empty rhyme
The glow i saw within your eyes
A fleeting truth turned to lies

Was it just me who fell too fast?
Caught in a moment we knew wouldn’t last
I opened the door, you walked away
The chaos whispered and i couldn't stay

The spark still lingers in my veins
A hollow warmth that love remains
And though the night still calls your name
The fire died and i'm to blame

- am i your backburner?

Killing the Bastard

I spend every single day thinking of a million ways to kill you over and over again. 
I want to push you into the abyss as deep as the despair i felt every day. 
I want to lock you in a coffin to show you how hard it is to breathe in life after i lost everything.
I want to smash your head that you never made to think about the consequences of what you've done. 
I want to poison you so you slowly feel the paralysis of all your limbs until you learn how my life has stopped after you crushed it.
I want to pull out both your eyeballs so that you understand what it feels like when your world turns dark.
I want to stab you countless times and listen to your screams of agony but nobody will help you. Not humans, not Gods, not angels, not even a single demon will reach out to you. 
I want to cut you into pieces and burn you with laughter, i will make sure not a single bone of yours remains in the world. 

You have ruined my life and i spend every single day thinking of a million ways to kill you over and over again in my mind. 

- bloodbath time