I still feel all the vigors
And my mind is still sore
But my heart is too frail
To feel anything

I still hear voices at night
Or maybe it is just the sound
Of your voice
Sweetly calling my name

I still feel those chills
Or maybe it is just the longingness
Between the spaces
Of my fingers

I still look at my walls
As if my sight can strike against it
So steady and deep
With the sharp thoughts I have

I cannot tell  what it is
But if there is something
That makes it hard for one to breathe
That is exactly it

We all get it
Hangovers
And the worst ones you get
Comes *when you love

I do not want you to fear.

Like the flower he gave me

of how he handed it to me
brighter than the color of my lips
on the day that the skies
are seemingly well-arranged just for two human beings;

of how I let it die
beneath the pages of the book
he once read as he found it
in the storage of my secrets;

of how it grew old in there
and perhaps made him wonder
why I keep it
and why I think it is always beautiful.

My dear,

we are set to grow and bloom
in our own wonderful seasons.
If we will bloom, then we will.
If we will fade, then we will fade.

I do not want you to fear
of the things that has not yet happened,
or take an air that suffocates
every lovely pieces of ou.

So just breathe that warm air
that cleanses your veins up to your soul.
Unfold on your perfect rise or dawn
and be what you are to be.

Like a cup of coffee
     in my rainy night,
Like the night walks
     in summer days,
Like the road trips
     on windy fall,
Like the warmth
     on my teary
     December eyes,

It was overwhelming to the heart
and a refreshment to the soul.

Just like those days I will remember,
times someday I will recall,
could be a one-time moment
I can never replay.

Just like a beautiful memoir
I'll recall with a heavy smile
But I am thankful
I have something to look back,
     the comfort I will never trade
     the laugh so real.

I'm glad it happened.

I'm glad it came.

I admire you a lot
For just being who you are
It makes me forget you not
You gave me a smile on fire

I miss you when you are far
My eyes long to meet your beautiful eyes
You set something in me like war
O, why do I feel this when time flies

When you're too close to me
It bothers me as well
Because when you talk so gently
I'm afraid I might deeply fell

Maybe we're better this way
Words unspoken, feelings unsaid
I know it's something we both pray
That may our hearts still be guarded

I want to say many things to you
Something I don't want to just keep inside
You have no idea how it makes me blue
When I'd rather keep silent and hide

I don't want to awaken things not on its time
I'd rather keep it to myself and sacrifice
Right now maybe it doesn't rhyme
But it's for the future's great surprise

Somehow it breaks my heart
The thought that I'd meet you in a while
On the corridor not too apart
And all I can do is just smile

To me, you are very dear
Maybe it's best to save the friendship
Rather than temporarily happy yet in fear
I don't want us to be in hardship

So maybe I would just keep this mine
And I guess I'd rather not tell at all
In time it will be fine
And I'd be thankful for this achy fall

It's not really goodbye
Rather, "Take care of yourself always"
I hope this will make us comfortably say hi
Whenever we cross ways

Maybe we'll meet again soon enough
And maybe the time is right
Maybe we'll be ready and our hearts are tough
Enough to push through something our hearts long to fight