I hate the fact that you're sad and I can't do anything to rid of your feeling.

I want to be able to comb my fingers through your hair and watch you fall asleep for a while. Maybe when you're asleep or when I think you're asleep, I'll whisper sweet things into your ear, hopefully incorporating in your subconscious sleep and making you dream of wonderful things.

Let me lay my head on your shoulder.
Hold your hand in mine.
Breathe in your scent,
and watch time pass by.

Moments like this, I want to last for a lifetime.
Savor the feel of your skin against mine.

Shut out the world and focus on you (with me).
From the details of your face,
to the blue veins winding along your arms.
To your gentle kisses and to the hugs that give warmth.

I want to trace the veins on your arms.
A map of where life goes on.

I want to trace the lashes against your cheeks.
Little fluttering (butterfly) wings on your face.

I want to trace your lips.
The softness I want to feel with my own.

I want to trace your cheeks.
Rub away the tears that have fell against it.

I want to trace your eyelids.
To feel the barrier, the beauty of your spirit hides behind.

I want to trace the prominence of your jaw.
That gives shape to your beautiful face.

I want to trace your shoulders.
Where the world sits upon.

I want to trace your fingers and the spaces in between them.
Interlock them with my own.

I want to trace the longness of your throat.
The beauty of a voice from where it erupts.

I want to trace the wideness of your chest.
To feel the beat of your heart under my fingertips.

April 1*


I'm sorry if I push you away.
I'm not used to, someone loving me.

I opened up to you about my dark past,
yet you haven't ran away.

There are no scars on my wrist or my body but abundant deep in my heart.
I know once you'd see them, you'd kiss them all away, wishing you were there from the very start.

For you to leave would mark another, one more deep scar to count.
So, I'll savor the moment while you're still here and hope you'd stay with me
(forever).

There's a universe within you,
waiting to be explored.

Planet, stars, all contents of intergalactic space,
in a metaphoric way.

Your fears, flaws and weaknesses are the darkness,
feeling as if endless.

But see those?
The stars, the comets... Everything illuminating?
Those are your strengths, your talents.

The beauty within you.