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Scribbled numbers on a post-it note, Smudged ink letters then I wrote. The playful night went on and on, with drinks that led to a liason. Then morning came and I looked on at the post-it note on which you’ve drawn, a face smirking on and on.

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #3 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

I saw a butterfly the other day flitter, flatter pass my way hovering and wandering as if to say “He may have taken your brightest rose but the heart stringed roots will always be yours.”

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #4 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

Look not at the scars upon her neck, or the thundering bird against her breast. Look beyond the marker pens of life against her chiseled skin for between each bone lays therein an ocean of hope that lives within - hope for the rain that comes after the sun’s unending hums.

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #5 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

Tell me, does it break your heart to know that if you had stayed, you wouldn't be alone now - that you'd have a woman who loves you enough not to leave you for someone else?

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #8 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

You’re a liar … but it’s my fault for believing you.

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #9 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

As I stood by the edge of the cliff, as the sea crushed against the rocks below, as the waters turned darker more, as the air and the wind bellowed across the shore, I heard the voice of the world calling me - telling me to let my pain go. And so I shout as loudly as I can, the source of all my grief and pain. A single word. A single story. A single end. Your name.

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #11 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

I held on to dust, hoping beyond hope that somehow the world will bring together each speck and make me whole again.

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #12 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

It's odd . . . the thought of seeing you once more gives me nothing but visions of red poppies amidst silver wedding bells.

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #16 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

Did it hurt you? “Tell me,” - after the hugs, the kisses, the confessions, the touches, the sacrifices, the parting - “in the end, Did it hurt?”

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #17 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

I had rather hoped that you’d read the love letter I left you. But I guess even the smallest tokens of my affection for you is insignificant . . .

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #18 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

He compared his love for her to a wild red rose . . . She should have realised that pure , wild roses cannot survive the winter . . . And so, when spring arrived across the horizon, She was left with nothing more than bleeding fingers cut by thorns.

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #19 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

She was a dragon that could not fly, but with every desperate breath and with every hopeful sigh she looked at him sitting on the moon and tried again and again, to reach that beautiful starlit sky.

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #20 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

How cruel you are in giving me dreams I desperately long for, only to snatch it all away in the blink of an eye open . . .

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #22 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

I have nothing left but my memories of you … but even they are slowly turning to dust.

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #24 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

I’ve been rewatching Hellsing Ultimate (and the abridged series). Drawing my favorite vampire was inevitable.

I came across this person on TikTok (favmuse) and asked if I could make a portrait painting of her. I got her permission and I just finished this. It was made with ink and watercolor.

a bad dream :0

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