Banana Chips Love Story

I have long been chasing days into nights trying to make myself believe that there are still things in store for me... But how do i defy the mess i have done in my life... When all i ever want was to go back and take back the years i have wasted, How do i take everything away, when all that is left are the thoughts of negativity flowing in every space of the room i am in, how do i even know where to start, where to begin, who to talk to... How do i take it all away... Coz i dont feel anymore... Nothing. B.

I have a friend who frequently asks the question, “Who is your person?” And by person, She means the human being that you pour yourself into, transforming them into a jar, knowing that they’ll always be there to hold you together even when you feel as fluid as water. The person that knows every detail of not only your corpse, but also your soul. Who loves you, As deeply as you love them. “Who is your person?”   She asks me for the second time, My answer to this question left her with a tongue stained reflection. The sappy words of, “I’m my own person,” Fell from my tongue. Now, this may sound horribly arrogant.   But I’ll assure you that it’s not meant to be, You see, I’m too afraid of letting someone know me, that way that I know myself. I’ve been there before, and the person was not the jar that they claimed to be. Letting my broken pieces seep onto the floor. I’m my own person, because I’m messy and indecisive. And what a task it would be for someone...

When it comes to love, there are many things we need to sacrifice…even senses that are built in us, we have to be ready to be impaired to all things innate in us. BE BLIND (sense of sight) when it comes to the matters of the heart you have to be blind, blind to the truth that no matter what you do, there will come a time that people will try to ruin your relationship and if you are in love you have to bare being blind to all things that will hurt you… yes it will be hard, but as i always say… when you love somebody you have to overlook every single imperfect thing that he/she is made of. Even shaky mountains have slopes where we can slide, but when you are in love, you have to inculcate every single day that there will be cliffs and unwanted rocks that will try to ruin your ride, but hey it is love, just be BLIND. BE NUMB (touch) You have to forget that you are human and you have to remove your sense of touch internally and externally… be numb,YES it will take a lot of work ...

I am in love with the thought of the calmness of things Of the rhythm of the raindrops, dripping blue in a street’s pavement of the gray sky turning cold Astray with the moment clashed by its own fingers It ended. I am in love with a brush of skin, And the perfectly crafted arrangements Of features So perfect they must have been carved By some kind of divinity. Iridescent eyes revealing iridescent souls are so intoxicating to me. I am in love with my fingers glazed upon the midnight Of not knowing what tomorrow is Concept. Idea. Confusion. Tomorrow is a sigh of knowing… Drenched between the glimpse of today and destiny I am in love with the fall of summer rain, And the slow, burning death of last month’s tears, And the misted twilight of rainy days. The colours, so sublime, are entwined Amongst the days In which life lives. I am caught breathless by beauty In all things, And al...