Two worlds

by Andrada Costoiu

Swimming, she used all her might to get to the surface,
Fighting the currents of reason that sought to keep her in her world.
Sure and unsure walked hand in hand on the beach where she surfaced,
She stared them in the face,
Took her first breath, and then the first step,
And followed the voice that had long cuddled in her heart.

“Ariel,” the sand carried his whispers,
From the place where he stud locked up in the man made prison.
She whooshed through the sand and she found him,
Trying to bend the bars that ruled his world.

“You are not allowed to love a mermaid,” said the chorus of ethnocentric voices,
Singing decades old rules.  
He saw her, she saw him,
And oblivious they reached for each other,
Bending the bars under the heavy weight of their love.

Unafraid, they walked hand in hand by the wall of “virtue” where others were bowing, relenting their feelings to the man made rules.
He picked a piece of charcoal and wrote “Love!”
Not as a rule, but as guidance…..

They left, walking side by side.
It wasn’t easy for her,
She was just learning to walk into his world,
But she had him…..
And he had her…..

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I will not and I am not

by Andrada Costoiu

I will not ask for attention, love, 
I will not be taken for granted,
And play your games.

I will not think less of myself,
Because I deserve the best,
And I will not be your second choice.
I will value myself and I will not keep short-changing myself,
I will not live in a space that puts me in this position. 
I will not….I will not….

Note: “I will not“ and “I am not” are two very different things.  Many people are struggling in a relationship, and they tell themselves “ I will not” until it becomes a constant familiar voice. Chances are, that if you play with “I will not” too much, you are already accepting these things for yourself….and will be, until you actually do something about it.

Now read this:

I am not asking for attention, and love,
Because you never take me for granted,
You don’t play games and you love me as I am.

I am not thinking less of myself,
Because you always make me feel as I deserve the best.
I am not your second choice,
Because you always make me feel valued,
And I always want to be with you.

Note: This is where you should be, or at least what you should be looking for. There is a distance between “I will not” and “ I am not”. It is not easy to walk this distance but unless you will walk it, you will keep struggling and you will keep hurting.  I wrote this for people who are hurt, who struggle. Know that you are not alone and know where you are, know where you should be…

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Forbidden love

by Andrada Costoiu

Summer, 
Clouds rolling down the hill,
Tumbling down like a waterfall,
The dusk is part of it too, carrying its colors,
Of orange and red over the village.

Two glasses of red wine,
Two chairs, a table, you and me, and
The light of the candle that flickers,
And every moment, a new bit of wax is melting and turning into flame…..

Your eyes meet mine,
Speaking the untold that my heart has already heard.
How can we feel so many things at once?
Love, truth, sadness?

Forbidden love, that’s what we are,
Because the heart doesn’t always listen to what is socially justifiable. 
You look at me and I feel,
How your heartbeat riots mine in violent rebellion.

Against all odds, 
Forever and impermanence dwell together in our world.
The impermanence of the stolen moments, 
Glued together by the forever in our longing.

Star-crossed lovers,
Why does the jukebox of life play such tricks?
Because it can, because it does!
Love is rarely a choice,
An it is impossible to un-love when you love,
Even when it’s forbidden.

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You just know

by Andrada Costoiu

My bedroom window always sheds light into life.
Primitive emotion, up there on a branch,
“Jaaay” ,””Jaayyy”,
Two beautiful blue jays, nesting.

“They mate for life,” you say, yawning,
I lay my head against your chest and breathe.
There are some things in life that cannot be explained, just felt,
And this is one of them,
You and me.

Desire and its horse-powered engine started loud,
I was drunk, but you were a sober driver,
Or maybe you too, blindly, steered us here,
Where love simply exists.

We each carry multiple us inside,
But curtains have fallen, 
And I love the multiple you that you nest within.
You’re spark and calm somewhere in my soul,
You’re the endless opportunities,
And …..you’re home.

The noise of the world is gone,
I can only hear you: “they’re mating for life”,
And I smile,
Blue jays, albatrosses, barn owls, sea horses, 
And so many other creatures…..they too, 
Seem to know the deepest truth,
Love is not mind-driven,
It happens,
And when it does,
You just know.

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Love thy broken

by Andrada Costoiu

A vase has fallen on the glass table,
Spilled water glistens in the sun,
It fell and broke an edge, and I could throw the vase away,
As broken vases are not fun.

It always seems to us that broken
And shattered things should all be gone…..
Because you learned since you were little,
That for each broken thing there is replacement,
And you can always get another one.

But then I look at you and smile,
You’re seating at your desk, you’re mending things,
Just like in the rainy day when I met you,
When you took my hand and fixed my wings.


Without my wings I had been nothing,
No hopes or dreams, I could not fly,
I did not plan to have them broken,
But truth is all of us are falling,  
And some of us survive, while others die.

The voice of reason tells you catch,
And then the same voice tells you toss,
Please drill this voice and let your heart,
To do the speaking,
For heart has also better ear to hear a broken soul when creaking.

Just like the vase, in life we could all get broken,
Most creaks don’t come by choice,
Shouldn’t we learn to take these imperfections, mend them?
Because when tossing things they end in landfill,
And many will then lose their beauty,
And many will then lose their voice…..

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Love at no sight

by Andrada Costoiu

No, their eyes didn’t meet from across the crowded room,
No, he didn’t see her face on Skype
Nor did she stalk his Instagram feed.
They were not like other people…..

They needed not step into the role of “mirror”,
And tell each other when they looked good or not,
Because they always looked good to each other.

They said love is blind,
But they knew that it wasn’t,
They could see into each other’s souls,
And past colors and shapes,
Their spirits within were as bright as a day.

Thoughts, desires, and longings were not always written across their faces,
But they were always written in their hearts.
She asked him: “My love, what color is love?”
He said: “Love has no color, love is a feeling,
As the feeling of you next to me.”

Her soul was touched,
She felt the sun on her face,
Smelled his perfume…
She thought that the strangest thing was
That there are seven billion people on the planet looking for love,
She hoped that they would find what she knew:
That love always happens out of sight.

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Damned

by Andrada Costoiu

Silence, silence!
We are gathered here today….
To judge this man and this woman.

They have abandoned themselves in the arms of one another,
They have recklessly peeled back every single layer of their souls,
Until their cores were bound together.
They have been given so many chances to edit themselves,
Many chances to write the  “not together”,
Still, today they stand in front of you,
A guilty man and a guilty woman.

You and I knew that this was almost true,
Sinners we were,
We should have put our hearts in coffins,
And listened to the sermons of two different bands.

Love…..
Is love divine grace or is love free will?

I smile…..
We’re stuck in front of the bullets
Should we pursue our love?
We’re damned if we do,
We’re damned if we don’t.

I wrote this for all the “impossible” couples out there, present, former or to be couples. Society makes you think that you should always follow the rules. But following the rules doesn’t always agree with what your heart tells you. Love is not always black and white. In fact, it is never black and white. Don’t be afraid to love……

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You in my puzzle of life

by Andrada Costoiu

I have been looking at this picture over and over again,
Been trying different combinations,
So far…
The result is the sum of all my conscious feelings and judgments and misconceptions.

Life is a massive jigsaw puzzle,
I cannot solve it in 6 easy steps or in 10….or whatever number,
Sometimes I might not even want to solve it.
I’ve thrown all the pieces on the card table, again and again, so many times,
Reshuffled them,
Because I like mystery and the infinite possibilities. 

Lately, I have really started to create,
Piece by piece I matched, 
Once I looked at my arrangement and said:
“I can’t stand this,” 
Then I masqueraded under the costume of a painter,
And added more color.

A friend came by…
She criticized me and said that so many colors make it unappealing.
I reflected upon it and then
I stood back in a spiral of emotions,
And told her:
“This isn’t fair,” 
I would not judge anybody’s picture,
No matter how strange it looks like,
Because it’s life! 

A while ago I came by across a very unusual piece,
Seemingly split in half.
It is so different from the other ones I have,
I think it doesn’t fit anywhere.

When you appeared out of thin air,
You flipped some upside down pieces,
Took in the inventory,
And I, with a smile,
Allowed you to enlarge your scope and gain perspective.

You took out of your pocket the other half that matched my unusual piece,
I usually would shout: “Don’t touch my puzzle” 
But this time my heart was showcasing another tune for me:
“This can’t be true…..”

I can’t tell how long it will take me to find all the right pieces, 
My puzzle is far from finished,
But you, my love, have brought me the hardest piece to find,
For love gives my puzzle color……for love gives it life.

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My isolation name is: candle burning

by Andrada Costoiu

“Grow a thick skin. Grow a hard heart”,
I heard this so often,
But that is not me,
I cannot not allow anything to make me thick skinned,
No matter what weight bears down on my heart.

Distance…..the ocean between us,
The waves sound like jingles from the universe,
Across our path.

Curled up into my armchair and ridiculously weak, 
I close my eyes and I see yours.
Butterflies still dance barefoot in my stomach,
As I remember how you make me feel.

I remember how it felt to be apart for the first time,
We’ve been apart many times since,
But none of us are much of a nomad,
With all the distance between us, we always came back,
Gluing together our one broken soul. 

I’m smiling, 
In a world that handshakes are becoming taboo,
Cupid, this cute little creature,
Carrying blind his bow it’s really at large.
I heard that swiping doesn’t work anymore,
That there is more romance and heart-to-heart conversations,
Isn’t that wonderful?
It is! Because falling in love requires that you do just that.

My heart sounds so loud in my ears,
I can’t hear anything outside of my own body.
I miss you.
I dream about watching the sunset sitting on a bench together,
But until then,
I’ve got our candle,
It’s burning…
And I promise to keep it this way.

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Love in quarantine

by Andrada Costoiu

Dressed in Christmas pajamas in April,
Trying to fill some cracks inside my heart with ice cream,
Not thinking twice about taking another spoon,
Eating it it’s like involuntary breathing. 

Today I touched your face through a pixelated screen,
I wished I could have intertwined my hand with yours,
Because the spaces between my fingers can only be filled by yours
But quarantine had us all singing its tune, 
For a while…..

We can’t go to the beach, the woods….wherever….
We can’t be together!
But just because the scenery fell out,
It doesn’t mean it’s not a good play!

I remember the great fights we had,
And how I or you would say I’m sorry,
Because none of us was looking for an absolute victory.

I remember the feel of your muscles under the skin,
And how I tried to adjust my eyes to the darkness
But there was nothing to see,
I could only feel a longing that traveled through my body,
Spreading its wings like a butterfly.

Ice cream in the kitchen……
Whoever said “in vino veritas”
They should have also considered the ice cream
“In ice cream veritas”!
I’m not looking at Game of Thrones on the tv in front of me, 
Or out the kitchen window at all the clouds that I’d like to fly through,
The sugar has me suspended in a life-like fantasy.

The sugar……and….
The virus that has thrown a wrench in the real world
Have now endowed me with rose-colored glasses.
I see you more than before,
I see us more than before…. 
I see our love and it’s beautiful.

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