I stroke with
both legs, pumping-
with excitements
of the thrill
ahead of me.

Mr. Sun is still
dozing off
taking its time
to rest
before burning
this already burnt skin
that covers my soul-

then I look back
hoping to see
figures running
with me,
but all I see
are silhouettes
of the tress
and grasses
and stones
cheering my spirit;
keeping the flame burning
whilst eyes busy
looking for signs
that'll take me
to the finish line.

hours passed by,
and I am bathed
with sweat
and tiredness.

breathing heavily,
I battled against
my footing
and my head-
urging to give up the race
but I keep running
until warm words
starts to blanket
my doubtful thoughts
and smiled;
I can do this

They say,
every person
is a different world
but why is it
you're like
the sun

Your warmth
is what
I needed.

Galaxies apart,
I believed
that's what
we are-
but whenever
I see your smiles,
it feels like
both of your hands
are holding mine

I always dream
of waking up
next to you--

but everyday,
it snows

A queen
and a knight,
I believed what I saw
you were made
with such beauty
that holds
too much chaos