numbers


are what matters
and in a brief time
i dreamed of us as


lovers
are one special number
it gives us time to ponder


how come our value degrades to ½
but brings our selves to laugh
for you give me
the power to stand alone
and i can see


even if i’m in fraction
guess there’s no distraction


cause 1 + 1 = 2
and when 2 becomes 1


i love you.

I saw you wearing earrings
yesterday. You were like a star,
an angel from the
skies that landed in front of me.
You are so beautiful. It hurts
me to think that like
a star, you are
faraway, somewhere
I could never reach. You
are an angel, and
I was blessed. Yesterday,
I just wanted to
look at your face, your earrings, and
stroke your hair gently behind your ear.
No matter
how near you seem,
I cannot hold you. Still
I want to always stare at
you, my star,
memorize the constellations of your body.
Recollect memories of how it was
to be with you – forever near, yet
so far. Is yesterday
going to come back as soon as
my earth spins towards your direction?
I just want to see you
and your earrings.

Sleep won’t
come; here in my bed
I lie. To you, saying
I don’t want us back
is setting you free. Setting us free
is putting my heart in chain. What you want,
it is something I cannot give. You
should be sleeping soundly
now; my time should come
but sleep won’t.