Among all facemasks I wear,
   that one special facemask is my favorite.
It oozes with a feeling of love & care,
   so unique that I find it rare.

Among all handkerchiefs that are given to me,
   that one special handkerchief is my favorite.
It smells of calm and sweet love,
   ****, I miss that special one.

I smell like you, today
   and I love it.

It's as if you're on my side
   calming my restless soul.

One morning, we're at the farthest and quietest green place we dream once
Both of our hair almost turn silver
We retire earlier than the rest as we used to wish
While our two kids are in civilized cities, on their own, the way we raise them
We must have done all our missions in life at this point
We're holdings hands while overlooking the sea from the top view of a mountain where we built our retirement home
Not too near, nor too far from the marketplace where we can buy our favorite snack
I am now a good cook at this stage, no burnt rice and overcooked egg
I can now plant and sow vegetables in the backyard
I still like all of your touches, from my head down to the tip of my fingers
I still tap your back while we hug, which you like
We still laugh at our corny lines and enjoy sharing stories from our encounters with our friends
Our favorite N joke, shows we watch
the way you smell, the way I don't smell,
the way we sleep
the way you ask questions
the way we are different but still want to be by each other's side while we rest, eyes closed waiting for sunrise.

I wish to be "the girl who leapt through time" and meet you at some point, once again;

When you say, "You're prettier when it's raining" as my hair gets drenched by the rain;

When you kiss the back of my hand and I try to keep still and stop my heart from a panic;

When you adorably take the seat beside me when we watch tournaments;

When...I guess I need to stop now, I'm not running but I feel like I'm chasing you;

And I'm tired and sad, but these memories keep haunting me;

I may resent time because it breaks our ties before it bonds us;

Thank you for the good memories, my first love;

I need to give up now, "I am not the girl who can leap through time".

The best time to daydream is when the day is good;
That has been the case for me, I think;
It's a Saturday morning when I choose to take a walk;
And I do this as if no one's behind or ahead of me.

I gaze at the sky with clouds that's been always pretty;
I play the music & put my earphones on;
I smile 'cause the music matches my mood;
Geez, this day's so good, I said to myself.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not thinking deeply of anything;
Or anyone when I daydream;
I let my head rest, feel the good feeling;
Move my feet in rhythm & smile (for you, yes this might be boring).

Hay, I am writing this to have a good night's sleep;
Hey there, I wish you have one too;
Don't let Monday blues stop you;
Sleep well and be happy tomorrow.

The most romantic moment to me was when time let our eyes met while it slowly stopped;

"How to like you?"
It pops while I wait for my coffee to brew.
Will it be as sweet as brown sugar?
Will it be as pure as the creamer in the jar?

I wish, you're looking at the Moon too.
Just like the old days;
When our words aren't free;
Feelings are sheltered;
And in between questions;
But, we let it be;
Knowing that the Moon knows the truth;
Let it tell our love story, if it is.

I wished you hold on to me;
Even for a second;
That day was too heavy to carry;
I said I wanted to be alone;
That I needed space.
But that wasn't it.
What I needed back then, was someone who could feel the pain in me without asking.
You were not that person in that moment;
You left me.

Suddenly, under the dazzling sky;
I think of you.
Trees swaying, birds chirping;
Time slows, heart beats fast;
T'was the feeling before;
As I remember;
Now, trees aren't swaying, birds seem so sad to sing;
Time runs too fast, my heart's not in rhythm;
The sky lost its dazzle.

I thought we can be together;
Through THICK AND THIN;
But on VALENTINE’S DAY;
You said, “I DON’T WANNA LOVE YOU ANYMORE”.

Mem’ries are TAKING ME BACK;
Over and over again;
To the pain I felt;
THRU THESE TEARS.

So, IF YOU SEE HER;
LET ME KNOW;
I’ll RUN and try to forget.
In solitude, I’ll chase MALIBU NIGHTS.

Some days are barren.
Dead.
Lifeless.

Some days are lush.
Growing.
Productive.

Some days are barren.
Some days are lush.
Today is barren.
Tomorrow is lush.

Bring down your worries.
Bring happy memories.
Some days are barren.
Some days are lush.

I know for sure;
Time will come;
We will never be the same as now;
We won't laugh at the same joke;
We won't fall for the same song.
We won't eat at the same place;
We won't have the same feeling;
The same excitement when our eyes met;
The same beat, our hearts have;
But, do not worry;
I now know what to do;
I'll make sure I won't forget every single thing we are having now;
So if that time will come;
I will remember everything about us;
Although my heart can't, I'll trust my brain.

Shall I tell?
Cause’ never there’s a day;
I wasn’t thinking of this not-so-important thing in mind;
My mind goes crazy;
My heart abnormally beats;
By having hopes that we can be together;
And for life, we can share each other’s shoulder.
I have an incredible imagination, I must say;
So, I’m here trying to stop myself from myself;
But I delusionally look for answers to this question;
Shall I tell?

I have something to tell you.
About her;
She's afraid;
She can't say it herself because she's awkward and innocent.
But she has dreams, good dreams;
About her, about people she loves;
And about you.
So I have been telling you now what I wanted to say;
I hope you got her
Or me.

Life can be so rude, so unfair, so difficult;
But life can be so nice, so amazing, so fulfilling too.

I will love you not just on 14th of February;
Or on your birthday;
Or even on any special day of your life.

I'll just wait for you when you get out of office;
Fetch you, ask you "how have been your day?"
Tap your head and say:
"It's just a bad day, not a bad life"
'Cause you have me & your family;

I'll smile and laugh with you when you're happy;
I'll listen to you when you're sad.
I'll be the funniest clown in town.
I'll be the best singer you want.

I could be your food buddy, even coffee you love.
I could be the photographer in every place you've been.
I could be your diary or journal of your whole life, that I want.
I could be everything, for you to feel my love.

We think of now.
Of how we live.
In hope of Joy.
In Love
And Peace.