He always moves his legs
whenever he sits down
like he has this rush
going on in his head
or maybe—just maybe
he’s always ready to run
and left everything
everything he has
so far away
that nobody is able
to stop him
or get him back

"Why are you frowning?" he asked
as always, I answered, "I'm okay"

Truth is
I feel like my stomach is aching
due to the bumpy ride we're taking
like every car on the road
keep crashing on ours
while he has no intention
whatsoever to make a u-turn
nor to push the break pedal

My tired heart sighs and breaks all over again
as I'm watching our movie goes on and on
about us standing on each others' shoulder

I try so hard to push the restart button
but you're handcuffing me both my hands
with the weight of my faults

guess it's wiser to push the stop button instead

He lights up my head
with curse and demon
he makes me say things
we both know I don't mean
I'll shout "I hate you"
I'll scream "I'm leaving you"
The he does that silly smile
hugs me and put both hands
on my cheeks
blows away my anger
with one whisper to my mouth
saying "I love you" on them
and he'll continue
until we taste pink
out of the red lipstick
he ruins

I think the sweetest dress a girl can wear is her man's shirt

You have his heart
but I have its key
You can have him
but he loves me

I swear that even if the world
separates me from you throughout
the interstellar of billion stars until
forever withers and blooms over again,
I will always manage to remember
the shape of your phantom that is
created by symmetric lines
mirrored to mine
because the love I have inside me
is the kind of love I always carry
from one lifetime to another story
simply to return back to yours