Opened the pandora's box
Yet
Again.
This time I know I will be Stronger.
Aggression,
Assertion.
tbc

I saw his eyes.
Dark and mad.
Then a glimpse of you.
With your awkward smile.
If I want,
I can
But,
Would I?
One thing is certain,
You taught me,
That maybe,
Indeed,
it
Is a process.

The Civil Wars was on,
And I remembered them heroes.
They danced at the end of love.
Cerulean and crimson circulated.
Excitement; not fear.
Then I saw them bright.
Buildings. Varying.
Length. Everything.
They do know.
For those who understand;
They do understand.
Looked at the moon.
Clouds by passed.
The moon's still there.
Everything is.
You were here.
Even if I haven't met you.

Blame it on the movies, I guess.
What was fed to us when we were young.
Good to know, things're present from both ends,
Conflict and culture circled our tongue.
We see others and we wonder,
How could their lives be perfect in total?
'Til we realize everyone's the same -- we all shatter,
No one, actually, ever feels normal.

If anything,
An affirmation, a validation.
Varying degrees,
Differing simlarities, similar differences.
That sense,
Of humor, of grief.
All these put you to bed,
To sleep, to wake.

"I actually like you," she said.
"Trust your instincts," he said.
"No."
One year after.
Another one passed.
"Yes."
A little too late.

'Cause we never talked past 2 a.m.
When words were deeper; and
Emotions truer.
Maybe it's because of who I am.
For I didn't know better; and
Afraid for my glasses to shatter.
It might be because of shame.
That left me on the end bitter; and
Life in a room so much darker.
I wish we are the same.
Afraid that we turned into waiter; and
Hoping we could make each other feel lighter.
I'd find comfort in that delusional game.
Pretending I'm more than a brother; and
You're a worthwhile partner.