she is the color
the color of blue
the wide open sky
the deep ocean hue
more than the thought
you thought that you knew
apart from it all
that has come true

the melody
that plays in your head
the tunes pitter patter
the rhymes wonderment
the tick of the tock
on which time is spent
the beauty you seek
she's where it went

she is the day
outside of the norm
the heat in the flame
the center of warmth
the hidden passion
that's given in loan
the very last line
to the end of the poem

~~<3~~

My love, do you still remember me?
The vow  we made under this mango tree
I was younger then while you were old enough
But in my heart I knew you're my better half
~~
Your face that time, it's painted here inside
After the wedding, we had that romantic ride
We took that road riding on a pretty white horse
You were holding me throughout the journey, of course
~~
But suddenly a storm came while we're on our way
You've loosen your grip, we didn't make our day
A strong wind got me while you were thrown afar
We've been apart, heart-broken like victims of war
~~
My love, do you still remember me?
Two years and more, we're here under this mango tree
Now, I'm tracing the carved hearts with our names entwined
Wishing that like them, you and I have that strongest bind
~~
My love, do you still remember me?
Until now, your memories never set me free...

~~<3~~

you turned my daydreams into the perfect reality...

...but reality is fatal when you're

*A L O N E