Taking back the time
no time machine needed
all that we need to have
is us
in a place where memories stayed
and love
faded

So take me back
use the time machine if needed
bring yourself is all that I need
to a place that our memory fades
and love we've been dying
to heal

The last time I saw you
the word "perfection" will never be enough to describe you
your light brown hair
the way you look
as if the moon shines its way back to you
words can never fit in my hand
as metaphors can never be enough to kiss you
and poetry cannot completely describe how I miss you
but I'll write this while im drunk
to let you know
drunl thoughts always leads me to you
always you

Mother why does your tone speak like shattered glass?
everytime I make a mistake you seem to make things last
Mother you have the most talent
to turn your voice into a broken recorder you often say things again and again
Mother I don't mean to insult you
but mother you are so focused on what your eyes see me
Mother Im trying my best
Isn't it so hard to see?
Your child is moving mountains yet you only see me moving rocks
I'm making a change while you're just making myself more into pressure
Mother can't you see
or am I the only one that can face
me?

How to love you
If you got someone and I got mine
If my heart does not understand the circumstances
of forgotten touch.
Changing clothes baby I can't change no more
Lingering on the me I used to be
when i'm with you.
How our eyes look desperately
looking for answers to the wrongs
How the promises we once kept
turned to a vow that we never fulfilled .

A ***** glass is short
yet can contain the strongest liquor

Just like my words
I seldom speak
yet my words will always weigh you down.

When will your ropes break
At 3am on a tight situation
You keep hanging up on the phone
So you can hang out with him
Was the best way
To strangle me
With lies

My eyes hurt whenever I see what they have in their hands
It seems the treasures they have glow more than mine
If I could take what they have maybe I won't whine or demand
For my mother told me a boy should never be envious in life

As I was getting taller my resentment grew stronger and louder,
"I want to have what they want! They have the cleanest of luxury"
I was never raised to grasp rubies so I begrudge men with power
Whenever I want something they refused, so I grew up with envy

Now my hands can afford diamonds like everybody else
the satisfaction that I felt was all I yearned for these years
Looking back to where accessories were considered wealth
Senseless for me to think that not having earthly desires is what I fear

Now if ever I pass by an alley and a kid looks at me with jealousy
Three words to change his look, "Here's a candy"
So he could see that happiness shines more than jewelry

For in each shot I take, the liver begs the heart to stop
and the heart pleads the intoxicated brain as well.
The heart beats for a name that shattered it,
the eyes had seen what the mind couldn't bear
and my liver will consistently be fuller
than each bottle I have drank.

Why would you smoke cigarettes
And only smoke a half ?

"Our cigarette butts leave tracks,
I threw it halfway
To let others know
I can control my habits."

Maybe the same way
You left me
Halfway our dreams and goals
Only to find out
I loved you reckless
While you left
With halfway love

Nice to see your eyes once more,
full of life and mystery .
The day our fate grew farther
was my tomorrow's misery

5 steps closer, time begins to slow down a little
Long kisses and warm hugs makes my heart more brittle.
Till the last moment your arms were the most warm
A love so beautiful yet full of scars

The intro played and so did the memories
Fantasy was our  favourite place to hang out when reality separated us

For a slight moment we had
Like a 4 minute music
it was too perfect to end
too beautiful to stop

The music stops
I press repeat
not just only  to remember you
but repeating a music
a music that was both loved
by me and you

I scattered every last bit of myself
to places where I have been
I've lost my own soul
yet in those places
I am rich

One place is the bar
Where my lips linger on people i don't know
Beer tasted like Sunday's gospel
in a crowded room full of hypocrites

Second place is my bed
a bottomless pit full of my emotions
my bed sheet have seen the worst
my feet trapped on the feeling of comfort
while the world is cruel enough
to not even recognize your pain

The last is in your hands
Arms like heaven's embrace
I've been dying to live for your touch
as days turn to nights
you light my world more than the kitchen light we dance to all day

In places I have been
I lost myself more
in your eyes

I loved a thousand times
failed far more
here I am

open arms
with heart stitches
and broken lungs that force too much
on people who give too little

love my scars
as I will love yours
no matter how deep or how wide
Our time is to move forward
not staying only to heal

As my hand holds yours
painkillers are a remnants of the past
and never will be used in the future

She saw love behind the metaphors,
  my intentions was leaking
through the sentences that I wrote
  and
as she travelled through my poems
she found pieces of herself
in every writing.

If I would make a love poem for you
then I have to spend
twenty four hours a day,
seven days a week
and
twelve months a year
cause true love is endless
the ink may run dry
or the paper may run out of stock
but here in my heart
and in my mind
I can create hundreds of poems
that tell
how I love you

A single smile , like the battery to any machine it brings the life out.
Everytime the world feeds hate , one joyful approach ain't a mistake
If you see a person walking by
,chin up and look at them in the eye
tell them a good day.
people are peculiar being different is a happy thing
share a laugh and smile
before everything  ends in a click

If you'd ask why I didn't choose you
My tongue curls up to say
That you were the dream
and she was the reality

I've slept far too longer
denying every truth
that the heart needs to wake up
knowing it will never be you

You were the happy thought
at the back of my brain
kept lock inside
being scared that things might change

But I found the weapon
to end all of our suffering
no deadly blades or guns
but only a tongue
having the courage to say
"i'm letting go"