[Talk]

I seriously really want to talk to you
At midnight, on the lonely hour like now
The serious question is...
Do you want to talk to me?

Thankful

God, I'm sorry for I often forget

To be thankful for one irreplaceable talent

It's to fall in love and to love

Not everyone, nowaday, able to feel such feelings

Love Like You

I spelled the mantra
But when I open my eyes
You weren't there
I am strong and this mantra should've worked
But, you're still nowhere I could notice
Must it a good sign
Or was it a misfortune?
A condition where God can only tell
I guess

To and Through

I raised my eyes
And so do you
We looked at each other
Or so I thought
As I stare to you
But you stare through me

Fall to You Without Thinking

If I were to be asked
What was the easiest things ever happened to you?
The answer is obvious
Fall in love to you was the easiest

And somehow, I'd like it to be happen, again and again.

My Heart Stopped when I Saw You

But then I remembered
My heart was already dead
Why would it came back to life?

It didn't
It just... eternally died.

A First Day Without You

Do you remember the last rain that pouring down, marked that spring has come to end? The riots thunder roaring through the dark night and there seems to be nonstopping. But the night goes through and the rain drizzling. And through the dark night, through the tumbling lightning, I know that outside, once the rain slow down, stars sparkling up and moon shines it's way. In that chaos moment, I saw you as the candle that light up my night. As I carefully try to cover the light from the whispering wind.

Do you remember, a year come to end and another drizzling rain start to pour down? That time, I also thought that, "Ahh, that's it. This spring has again come to end". And I remember as i sit down on the long bench with heart full of hopes. Waiting for my summer sun to shine. But then again, through the calming rain of the end of spring, I saw my candle lighting up my dim night. For a moment, I was sure that this will go through.

Do you remember, when the year again come to an end, marking an upcoming hellish summer. Through that night, I remember seeing you standing on the stage. As I hold my tears up, as I put my hearts toward other. As I wish that the candle's fire will burn my memories of you. But you come with another candle, knowing that mine is slowly gone. I thought that you'll give it to someone else, and I never feel so blessed, as you offer it to me.

Another spring now has come, and the summer is yet to begin. The passing years make me realize, how every time different things happened, and I can't predicted of what yet will come. So, this year again, I'm still holding up my candle, slowly blowing off. Whenever I see it, i think, that whenever the time will come of it to die, I'll just buy myself a new one. But, as i can't ever predicted the upcoming summer, a little bit of pieces on my heart, hope that you will again give me yours, once again.

But, I guess this year will be different.

And I don't know how much you can hear my whisper.

But, I missed you. I wish you know, I hope you'll know.

For those who have been my candle for three years, lighting up my dim night, thank you. However the way I will get my new candle, either it's from you, a candle that I bought myself, or if someone offer up a better candle, I hope, I wish, I will be able to receive it full heartedly.

I Miss You