i wonder how
someone as lovely
as the evening lights can
be so far away
from the lovers of the stars
it aches
everytime it goes dark

if i ever be
your cup of tea
that keeps you warm
from the morning breeze

i'll add honey
from the flying bee
but you don't like
a cup of sweet tea

you still won't drink
even if i plea
cause I'm just not
your cup of tea

i don't know
what hurts me more
your filthy words
of the mourn galore
or your hearts that grow
apart as the wind blow

i thought I've loved you dearly
too keep you happy
i thought summer's sunshine
won't fade away

but darling I've been so wrong
about you all along
now i am long gone
i am long gone

The train runs too fast
My dear i can't keep up
Droplets of rain
Start to fall down
Pouring onto me
Standing between the line
Of Xs and Os

You and I,
buried beneath the coruscated winter sky
In taciturn stillness,
half-enraptured by the unmasked glory,
and half by the unasked in the others eyes.

There is no time to hold us;

There is no other moment.

Volatile, visible breaths,
The almost- touch of our fingertips,
and the quiet intimacy of our insignificance against the endless, open sky.

You,
My darling,
and I.

It's 02.20 am in the morning
Let me just sit in
And take all that in
Every words
Every sentence
Has life been way too ******* me?
Oh i thought i was powerful
Or maybe i was wrong?
Is it just an illusion i have on my head?
Because truth is,
i can't handle any of this
As i wish i could
So i keep on thinking i can
I keep on dreaming i could
I constantly wondering if i would
Endure all the pain
By myself,
Take the suffering away from others
And burn it inside my flesh
But i can't! Can i?
The illusion of me, is there
But i am not capable of doing any
For better things
My heart does ache
My body gets weary
And no one will ever see it
People are too blinded
By their own thinking
By their own mindset
By their own perception
Including me
We are fooled by ourselves
It is proven by the theory
That our thinking
Is pretty much shaped
By our own desire
And i'm telling you it's good
You gotta put yourself first
You need to do things that satisfy yourself
But remember,
Other people exist too
And respect is much needed.

in a corner of a patio
we sit down
one cup of hot coffee
one chilled vanilla frappe
as the light flickers
and you smoke your last cigarettes

in a crowd so loud
we sit down
with words floating around
waiting for it's turn
to be heard

in between all the people around
we sit down
with smiles sealed
onto our lips

in this very moment
we sit down
with the rhythm
of our heartbeats
we are alive