Facing the closed door,
My eyes were getting darker
while
My mind was looking at our bodies.
Withering,
Sweating,
Getting closer.
My tears,
My fears
Were
Mixing together,
Hugging tighter,
Knowing well
How my fantasy
Will never become
Our reality
West End Story
Source: West End Story
West End Story
I was full of darkness
I was lost
But
You looked at me
I was immature
I was silly
But
I looked at you too
Your eyes followed me
Everywhere I went
I hid
I ran away
But
Your eyes were
Only thing I could see
I was lonely
I was afraid
You eyes watched my eyes
You smiled
You smiled
Looking at me
Falling
Falling deeply
Everytime I saw you
You met a girl named Maria
A West End story
You, My Unrequited Love – Poetry!
Couldn’t stop
Couldn’t stop
Dancing with you
My unrequited love
A same rhythm
A same movements
But not at a same time
Bruised by the wind – Poetry
A strong wind
Haunting my skin
Like a day
When you put your hand on me
Remembering Us – Poetry
A smell of coffee
For a first time in a year
Brings a memory
I try to take
One sip at a time
I Haiku 
