relationships are beauty
     reflected from one another;
     they're not a duty.
relationships guide you to someone you can smother


relationships may cause suffer;
      this is only for a little while,
      especially when the shards of your heart are finally together.
relationships brings to your face - a great, big smile


relationships make you go the extra mile;
     they're beautiful, really.
     perhaps I'll someday walk down the aisle.
relationships are the start of a family


relationships are built on: trust, love, care,
     and every now and then, maybe a little dare.

H ow does love work?
A nnoying them with kisses
P ining for them
P ositive support for them
I ndependence
N agging occasionally
E verlasting
S tubborn, yet stupid, quarrels
S oothing their pain

I'M BEGGING, my head can only take so much.
         Nothing helps me. Except, maybe your touch?
         All alone and completely powerless.
         Why? When you've helped me overcome this.
I'M CRYING till the ringing, in my head, stops.
         What are they? They're bad thoughts causing teardrops.
         Eyes overflowing with tears of defeat,
         thinking to myself, "why must this repeat"?
I'M TRYING to fight but I just can't win.
         Is this what I deserve? Am I a sin?
         Must the battle go on, when you have won?
        My spirit, broken. Mind and body? Done.


               Please, what more can I say? I'm begging.
                        Please, before death is my only ending.

Start smiling more;
     it could make a difference.
You never know what could be in store,
     so show off your radiance.


Start trying harder;
     it could even surprise you.
You can always dream even bigger;
     so now, think how-to?


Start living askew;
     it could do you some good.
You mustn't always just stay true.
     Start before this becomes overdue.


Please start now,
you will prevail somehow.

Love is complex;
     it is not fair;
     and is filled with vex.
Love means to dare.


Love is rare;
   it is filled with bliss;
   and happiness making you want to just stare/
Love is best shown with a kiss.


Love is to miss
   someone you adore dearly,
   causing you to reminisce.
Love is to care fiercely.


Love is like the sun,
   especially when it is with your special one.

I do wonder why you chose me,
     Could it be my foreign looks,
     Or perhaps you wanted to add an Asian to your books
Why on earth indeed, especially when you're free?
I hope it's because we're destined to be,
     But I feel as if I'm on a hook.
     This feels surreal just like out of a book;
I do wonder how you love me.
  I have a volatile mind,
       That will not cease doubts
  From overflowing until I'm out-shined.
  I feel drained from being entwined
        With my thoughts, hoping for that final knockout.
        Hoping for all this to end - yes, I know I'm a sellout.
  But this is my life; I will not be out-shined.

When will you realise that I'm tired?
That our relationship has expired?
You seem to have ceased
caring. I exist,
I was once alive and desired