WHENEVER YOU ARE AROUND
THE MUSCLE LOCATED IN THE CENTRE OF MY LUNGS
CAN’T REIGN ITSELF TO CRY OUT YOUR NAME.
I BARELY KNOW IF WHENEVER YOU’RE BESIDE ME,
MERELY MAKING COLORFUL CONVERSATION,
YOU CAN DECIPHER THOSE GIBBERISH WORDS OF MINE
WHERE EACH SECONDS MORPH INTO OCCULT AND WONDERFUL SENTENCES
THAT LEAD TO THE IDEA OF HOW BEYOND WONDERFUL YOU ARE

I ALWAYS DREAM THAT THIS EMOTION THAT LINGERS WITHIN MY NERVES
WILL ONE DAY DECIDE TO GET THE COURAGE TO SING FOR YOU
AND PRAY THAT WHATEVER THE OUTCOME IS
I STILL BE ABLE TO BARE THE AGONY THAT’LL FOLLOW

NONETHELESS, MY MERE HEART STILL HOPES THAT YOUR RESPONSE
WILL BE THE SAME BEAT AS MINE

Most of the people that I’ve known
once told me that love has it's two  faces.
First is happiness,
and second is darkness.

At the prior days that you are with me
I saw things differently than before,
All the ideas and thoughts within my system turn upside down --
where all of my actions – that once are on a fugue state, before you happened
were impulsively heaved their way to merely exhibit
how you thoroughly mean to me.

Without fully knowing that was already the first face of love – happiness.

Until the day I truly dread to exist, occurred.
You introduced the soul you treasure the most.
The woman standing right before me is the one you about to marry.
After those assertions from you hit me like a blow.
It coaxed all the negative things in this world.
Yet, as much as I loved to shout out how much I love and will love you, I can’t.

Accepting and living happy for the soul I love from afar, perhaps the second face of love – darkness.