" And my biggest mistake was loving you more than I could ever love myself."
-H.Asteid
" You gave me no other choice but to be strong."
-H.Asteid
"Trust me on this. After a millisecond in the middle of the highway or free falling in midair or after kicking the chair or when your lungs are already filled with water, only then will you realize that death isn't what you wanted, that you just want to be genuinely happy again. But it would be too late. It would all be too late."
-H.Asteid
Our love was softly subdued, in shades of autumn amber hues. With leaves crunching beneath our feet, it was his love that began to destroy me.
Reciting our beautiful vows before the lord, we danced on a windless October night, to a haunted symphony of melodious chords.
Lost in the darkness of his hollow eyes, the exquisite mask he’d designed slowly fell, into decaying autumn leaves on the ground, and his love withered without ever making a sound.
© September, 2020 Kathlene
" What made you so afraid of people getting too close?"
-H.Asteid
"Why would you want to be with someone who only love you sometimes?"
-H.Asteid
How many more sonnets do you I have to write for you?
How many more steps to do I have to take to get to you?
You see, I'm running out of ink
And it's like my knees are about to give in
But I kept writing
I kept walking
Coz honey, you're inked in my mind like a tattoo
You're like the cups of coffee I consume
Cup after cup after cup
Still, I can't get enough
I can't stop!
I can swim, Believe me I can swim
But my heart seems to be so fascinated with your depths
That it doesn't mind getting drowned in it.
But you won't let me in.
You'd leave your door slightly ajar then you'd slam it on my face,
You'd pull me close then you'd pull away
You have me wrapped around your thumb
That when you ever you needed a hit, I'll be your drug.
It's insane! I mean...
I think it's the other way around
You.
You are my drug.
Your love's my addiction
But the way it's consuming me right now,
Tells me...
That you are both my sweet salvation and also, the road that would lead to my own destruction.
- H. Asteid, One-sided Sonnet
"And if you're going to lose me, I'm going to make it so hauntingly beautiful you'll remember every second of it."
-H.Asteid