Passively moving
Staring at my reflection through the window
The tree branches and the sky
Emerges as one.

Grey sunlight blurred the scenes
But I could still see
Myself clearly.

Admiring the bleakness of the day
I felt a soft sensation on the eyes or was it on the cheeks?
I thought I saw a teardrop stain on me
Almost seeing the wet shimmer, revealed by the light.

Blankly stared but was not scared
Of me myself and I.

My body, heart and soul faded into condensation
My insides crying.

I deepen my look; no water drops to be found
Just an expression of pure sadness  
Observing the world go by.

Tears flowing within
A Cold peacefulness overcomes me
I thought I was crying on the train.

But it was just my imagination at the end
This was the conclusion I made
As I arrive at my stop.

I had a change of heart
I don't want to die with a bleeding heart
Or a messy mind containing dying flowers
and a cloudy fog.

I want love like Red Roses
Classic and Stunningly beautiful  

I crave for it like  
sugar to the mouth
leading to pleasure to the core
                   pleasure to the core

Blossom in front of me
and I will cry in awe
(just for you)

Let me touch the pretty Red Roses
to make my love true.





- Never question my true feelings for you.

His name, his name has been written inside of me as if my body was paper
It's as if each letter has been carved on my naked heart (and I can't escape it)
And it hurts painfully, my eyes are getting wetter
And I can't face this weather
(tear drop rain and love heart clouds).

And his little stabbing words haunt me like
the ghosts of future memories
(The ones that will never take place)
They sing stupid stick lullabies
where the sounds of your voice feels like
something I will learn to miss.  

Due to the sight of him, he makes me casually swim in His Ocean
I would cry for his affections
I would cry and cry until Our Oceans become
One
And every thought would be his and would be mine too.


Having a crush is like being in the Summer Rain.........  




(Being (or thinking you are) madly in love with someone is normal, it creates madness, but just be aware of it, because love that you desire awaits you, you just need to be patience) Being patience is a virtue.

Pale mist echoes silently
So still...
It’s this us?
Because we're nothing
Can the air decay?
Because I want us to die
Us to
vanish during the night.  
Can the air please decay?
and make my infatuation rot and let the black flies fly around me
A least it would make something real
Which is the thing I desire the most.  
Me begging on my fragile knees
Please make the air decay
Because living in this world of wonder is causing too much pain to bare.  

-We were never a thing (we never had a chance because I killed us by having no confession and you killed me by not noticing my loving gaze)