when i had forgotten,
how the land felt like;
how unshakable & peaceful it felt like;
how the fertile earth smelled like;
how the water could never be like,

i saw the lighthouse,
the light which my eyes couldn't believe saw,
the  light which it believed had ceased to exist.

that's when it saw,
the unseen able.

the wanderer in me,
got a hope, a home, a keep
when i  saw
the lighthouse.

I don't feel in touch with any of my emotions.
why is it soo?
cause i am healed?
or...
this feels just right, lets leave it here,
just for today?

has this even happened to you?
that whenever something bad happens,
you feel the blessings,
cause those eyes,
have already seen so much worse.

it has happens to everyone,
it isn't something so mournful,
it isn't so tough,

i be okay until, a flashback
and then the reality hits back.

i don't know what kind of love, i know.
i don't really know whether we talking about the same love.
i really don't.

all i have known is that there have been people in my life,
who really cared for me,
who really appreciated me,
who really loved me for me.

and they left.
they left despite all this love.
they left despite all the goodness in my heart.
they left by trying to tear me apart.

and when i didn't, they thought i never loved at all.
maybe i don't know the love
you 're talking about.

maybe i never want to.