I’m sorry.
The two words that I want to hear.
But I want it to be sincere.
For the longest time,
Silence is how we communicate.
We both know feelings are hard to articulate.
When one starts to converse,
It is inevitable not to argue.
You aren’t found of sweet gestures.
I accepted the fact a long time ago.
I just want you to stay with me.
Your existence is all I need.
I appreciate silence that isn’t empty.
As I am patiently waiting,
The time comes but it’s already ticking.
It stings when I’m sorry isn’t an apology.
When it depicts goodbyes,
And probably the last farewell.

Concentration is a human power.
We obsess to obtain a certain degree.
To feel accomplished and to eventually succeed.
When life hits us so hard,
We stumble and fall apart.
Sometimes unexpected things happen.
With a single punch, the so called “Life” throws,
I wonder “Where did my power go?!.
As destruction comes in,
May I ask you “How to be still?”.

She started by opening her eyes in a cold morning.
She rushed after hearing the clock ticking.
She splashed a hot water on her body while reality was kicking.
Every sunshine is filled with unsteady feeling.
She sat at the corner with her own comfort.
Silence and a taste of music playing along.
She looked at the crowd separated by each other.
Acceptance of differences were never included.
She walked at the road with dim illumination.
In a disturbing night with a lot of confusion.
And all she saw was her own shadow.
She stared at the ceiling with an empty flow.
She ended by closing her eyes with her story untold.

You are the loneliest person that I’ve ever met.
You looked at my eyes being brave,
But I only saw you were afraid.
You talked too much about things that I’ve never asked.
Did you mean to tell me?
Or you were scared if I asked you cannot hide?
You seemed to be strong, but the truth is you are fragile than anyone else.
Are you ready to reveal who you are?
I am afraid to trust a person like you.
Someone like you like playing games.
It’s much easier, right?
Rather than being quite true to yourself.
Once, you’ve told me I was afraid to be judged,
Honestly, we all are. I am and you too.
We are all scared in this world who easily criticize little details.
However, you are coward.
You just simply get away.
And suddenly you stopped running away.
When you saw the shadow you became calm,
For you, It was a light of hope.
A sudden relief to reveal yourself without worry.
Should I feel happy? Or it was only another scheme.

She is in the midst of hiding from the people who is babbling.
They applaud when you soar high,
but after reaching the peak you see yourself with a sigh.
She is silent for a little while.
She is gathering an energy to walk from the pile; A pile of hardships.
But still she smiles because she knows she will eventually get through it.
She might have been hiding.
But she is preparing.
She might have been hiding.
But she closes any negativity.
So she is detaching,
Detaching herself from the people who fake honesty.
She is a diamond.
She is clearly shining.
And that’s why she is hiding.

Today, he can see the clouds are in tears.
The pouring rain somehow knows what he feels.
Yesterday, he stopped at the dark corner.
He was comparable to the gloomy weather.
Tomorrow, he might be smiling widely.
The sun will rise to bring faith you’ll see.
Well, Everyday is different for him, and for us.
Surprises can be a little bit overwhelming.
He didn’t even bother to guess;
Because no one can tell about our own journey.
He just took the risk and didn’t quite understand his own destination.
“Where to go”, a question he forgot to ask, and he just left while holding on with his trust.
A trust he gave to himself to build his own passion,
Maybe, at that time, he was doubting if it was all just a destruction.

In our heads we think about possibilities.
Sometimes, our imagination can be real.
We hope for different direction.
How life can be if we choose to be happy?
I close my eyes, and I see the image of you.
You are laughing so loud. It's too impossible.
But, you're there looking straight at me.
I imagine how perfect I am to your eyes.
When you hold my hand I can feel the warmth on your touch.
I carry the feeling of being loved.
The happiness that I desire is a little creation inside my head.
You are happy inside my bubble.
And it suddenly popped.
My reality is just a scribble.
You were happy with me.
But, now you're happy without me.

There is beauty behind the scars of your heart.
I can see it with the wide view that you’ve been hurt.
But, I am willing to accept it no matter how intense the sting.
You thought maybe you’re black and white.
I can see it your true colors bright after the rain.
You’re the aftermath restoration of the thunderstorm.
A form of a rainbow when I look up when I am bored.
I become alive from my lifeless life without any movement.
I am like a leaf being watered with sunlight full of brightness.
I can see you look at me in much dearness.
But I was too afraid to tell you my own secrets.
We both played fair mind games in search of trust.
I can see you want to unravel every pieces of the puzzle.
Dissecting every part of me you’re willing to be naked.
As you won’t give up finding truth beneath the portrayed label.
You are the first person who seeks more than the picture.
So, I quietly hide in the woods with my thorns lying in my own bed.
As I love your flaws as well, but I was not ready to be revealed.
For you, I want to accept my personal truth and become a whole.
As I closed my eyes and I murmured “I wasn’t ready to be with you as I moved along”.

Your eyes aren’t looking at me.
We sit closely but I feel empty.
You are starring at your phone.
I bet she is too pretty.
If you have a chance to fly away,
You chose her over me.
And broke your promise intentionally.
Don’t say “I love you”.
If what you’re feeling is unsteady.
Honey, I don’t want to be an option.
Tell me the truth.
I am not gonna cause any trouble.
I will walk away and disappear.
Grateful for our moments.
But I want a man who is really into me.