To see their lips in unison
is to scream my lungs out
with silence as the witness
because whenever I close
both my eyelids
it becomes the only scene
my heart plays on repeat

****, my voice is breaking
the sadness inside me is rising
I’m trying so hard to make it disappear
but the more I do the more it appears

how selfish will I sound
to tell you to stay cause I need you around?
so I choose to smile and lie
when I say, “it’s okay, goodbye”

From the very start, you were holding my hand
locking them tightly each and everyday
then at some point they loosen up
and I hate that so I try my best to fix them

now, our hand grip is different;
it’s close and very comforting
it’s warm and encouraging
it’s yours and mine becoming ours

it’s in the stage where we can clearly see
what we’re sharing together is
more than the selfishness of oneself
and past way up the capacity of love itself

it’s cute how my eyes chase after his face
how it is the only thing can be defined by them
and when our eyes accidentally met
they create such affection that can't be helped
but me and he can never be we
cause our faith puts too many brakes on our hearts
that might as well breaks them apart

the earth spins too much, isn’t it?
cause I really want to go back to that day
when we sing together, laugh together
no worries, no blue—just us two
but no matter how many nights passed
I always end up waking up to “today”

sometimes when he's in the middle of talking
an "i love you" slips out of each breathing

it's also impossible to repressed the feeling
to kiss his forehead when he's smiling

when he hugs me, my heart is shaking
and the bottom of my throat is squeezing

if this is what they called falling
why does it feels a lot more like flying?

sometimes when he's in the middle of talking
an "i love you" slips out of each breathing

it's also impossible to repressed the feeling
to kiss his forehead when he's smiling

when he hugs me, my heart is shaking
and the bottom of my throat is squeezing

if this is what they called falling
why does it feels a lot more like flying?