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She painted her nails black as she prepares for her death, and wore her favorite black dress. She combed her short hair one last time and put on her favorite perfume. She watched herself in the mirror as she forces a smile into her lips. This will be the last time, she had told herself and everything will be okay. She left her bed unkempt, and windows wide open. She closed the door behind and headed downstairs to meet her mourners. They took her hand, but they didn't see the look on her eyes. She had whispered goodbye, but they only bid her farewell as if she will return. In her lips was the word sorry that she would never utter again. For the day when the leaves fall on the ground, was the day that she had left this world.  

There are voices in her head, Whispering she'll be dead. She painted her roses black, For she's never going back. She hummed a lullaby, A gift for her goodbye. She cut the cord; now, she's numb and cold.

It all happened in September, But not under the purple sky. In an app where you swipe right. She sought love and they matched. She received a simple "hi" And she responded with a hey. Another night has passed, and she thought it would end. Their conversations continuously flow, But her walls also grow. She didn't want to write about him, Yet she had already wrote a poem. She knew she would disappear, Yet, her expectations were violated. He had given her assurance, but she's still scared and unsure. She asked when he'd be gone, but the question was returned to her. Tears ran down her cheeks, And she wept until dusk. She was so scared to be left, But she was more scared to be hurt. She wished she hadn't continued, she wished they hadn't matched. She wished they hadn't talked, She wished they hadn't met. Now she's alone with a pen, creating another art.

She walks down the aisle, Wearing black and without a smile. Flowers do not bloom that time, And in the dark the dead rise. Her eyes were red, and her lips were violet. She wished to wake, But she's chained to a bed. Her cries drowned the night. And the stars mourned for her. Six feet underground she lies, With flowers in her feet. One last kiss she received, And she is forever forgotten.

She lied in bed, Waiting for sleep. Yet, it was sadness who came, Bringing tears in her eyes. She asked why? But there was only silence, Making it a lot worse. She wished comfort would come, But instead loneliness approached.

The rain is singing our song, A melody that I cannot forget. In late September night, I have found you with a light. You always give me warmth, When the days are very cold. Your touch gives me comfort, In the midst of a great storm. When my life is gray, You bring the bluest sky. You keep me on my feet, Though I am falling apart. When the clouds stop rolling in, My love for you won't change, For you are my world, And I'll be forever yours.                                                       ~dhahab 🌙️

Rhum we have drunk, At the roof top in the dark. We watched a movie, Where the lead is not us. At 3 am you ask questions, But I never answered. In the break of dawn, Both of us yawn. Sleepy we are, Yet we stayed awake. Then we kissed in the dark, And I know we are just drunk. Time passed by, And we are still this way. Until lately you have called, And said I'm your dear friend.

The brain sighed, The body collapsed. On the floor, she lay, With eyes too heavy. She sat and lied, Unable to decide. The bed awaits her, And comforts her. She closed her eyes, And sigh with happiness. She cuddled her pillows, And ease her tiredness.

A message of hello, With a reply of goodbye. A smile on your face, Marks the change in our fate. You cheer me up, Before we broke up, A million reasons you told me, But only one marks the most. You give up on me, Before you even try. You held my hand, But you soon let go.

In the darkest of days, I seek for you. I look for you in every corner, Hoping you will be there. I wish you'll visit me once, And embrace me with your love. I've waited for you to come, But you never did. Dear, keep me warm, And wrapped me in your arms. Sing me your sweetest lullaby, And lift my heavy heart.                                               ~ dianedhahab 🌙️

I was sixteen when we met, Wearing our school's shirt. Five years ago, we are in a queue, A line not meant for our hearts. Tiredness was in our bags, Yet, you don't forget to smile. A smile not meant for me, Yet, I wish it is mine. We travel the same road, But it does not lead us to each other. We go to the same places, Yet, it is not I who was with you. At twenty one it is still you, And for five years I've waited. Is five years still not enough? They even call it foolish. At sixteen we have met, And wished I have taken the bait. Five years and counting, For us to have a happy ending.

In a world full of the unknowns, You are still the one I'm sure of. In the crowd of strangers, You are still the one I'm looking for. Even though the world keeps us apart, You're still the one I keep in  my heart. For me, our story has never ended, Even though there's no us to begin with. 🌙 dhahab