as the wind and the star collide,
they turn into a falling star—
the one people wish upon
it crashes to the land;
the wind keeps moving freely,
the star—
becomes the one people grieve
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 5:51 AM UTC
for years,
i've waited for years,
turns out the excitement—
blinds all the visions
i can't see what is this supposed to mean?
where this thing should go?
where will this feeling lead us to?
it comes to an end
it comes to an end
it comes to an end
and eventually—
it ends here.
Jan 12, 2025
Jan 12, 2025 at 7:02 AM UTC
i read it,
i read it again,
and i keep allowing myself,
as long as i still need to
although re-read
the same chapter leads to
the same ending,
little do they know—
it can also deepen
our understanding
Nov 21, 2024
Nov 21, 2024 at 9:19 PM UTC
guess our meetings
will always lead us,
to an end?
but here it must be said,
you were never something—
that i regret,
forget,
or i hate afterward
you'll always live forever in me,
our love was once growing
even though, in the end,
it had to stop
i admire you always;
in everything you do,
you always look great,
at least in my eyes
i cherish you always;
in everything you did,
you gave me things,
i didn't know i needed
all these meetings,
were filled with love—it grew within me,
and there will always be
a garden of it inside me
Nov 5, 2024
Nov 5, 2024 at 10:39 AM UTC
i'm afraid of falling,
especially in love
a feeling that pulls me under,
drowning consciousness
I'm afraid of falling,
especially in pain
a feeling that saddens,
drowning hope
Sep 29, 2024
Sep 29, 2024 at 4:25 AM UTC
aku takut jatuh,
terlebih kepada cinta
rasa yang menghanyutkan,
menenggelamkan kesadaran
aku takut jatuh,
terlebih kepada luka
rasa yang menyedihkan,
menenggelamkan harapan
Sep 29, 2024
Sep 29, 2024 at 3:47 AM UTC
"they will leave soon anyway,"
said the heart that never belonged to anyone
she knows,
so she never begs anyone to stay
Sep 3, 2024
Sep 3, 2024 at 11:08 AM UTC
it is one of the things—
that can make you feel alive,
it is also one of the things—
that can take your heart lives.
Aug 4, 2024
Aug 4, 2024 at 2:00 PM UTC
i get older
and i miss how things used to be
the time that i had to spend,
the friends that i had been with,
the people i loved—
that eventually had to go
i guess being old is all about letting things go,
but this is something that i have never been able to deal with
Mar 30, 2024
Mar 30, 2024 at 6:16 AM UTC
fingers entwined,
i wrap your arm with mine,
you wrap me with your warmth
stare at each other's eyes,
i fell into how beautiful yours is,
it shines as it tells me—
how do you feel about me
Dec 9, 2023
Dec 9, 2023 at 10:16 PM UTC