Coming to think of it
I've come across many perfect souls
The souls where everything fell in place so well with mine
The coincidental matching clothes
The not-so coincidental birthdates
But as i grew older,
I realized more and more
For the soul I'm looking for
Is a not too perfect one
He's the one with a broken heart that fits mine
He's the one who's flaws that loves mine
And in the end
Him who I will love
Loves me for who I am
And I guess that's what makes me love him

I think the hardest part of loving someone
Is the prologue
It's the small talks
The casual glances
I think the aches of missing someone
The wanting to know him
The know that he is someone you'll fall deep for
To be sure that this is a risky choice
Yet I am all in to fall in love again and again
In love with souls I've yet to meet
All the more with the ones I've yet to know

Before my eyes laid on you
My soul has already rejoiced in your presence
A name to a face
A face to a name
You laid your hands on me
I thought you were pouring your soul to fill mine
4 months later
My soul guides me to walk towards you
I know the way like I am walking home
Each foot step takes me higher
Each breath, another minute to seeing you
I enjoy your soul with mine
For once, I am not afraid

They say all roads lead to Rome
And I found out much older
That people mistook the R for a H

It felt like the Great Big Bang
When everything from nothing became
And I got up and kept walking

And walking

I had everything
But everything felt too perfect
Too pieced together
Like it was there but so near to falling apart

Nothing joint up
Nothing was so flawed
Until I looked up and met your Gaze

My knees felt weak
My knees felt weak
My knees felt weak

I WAS WEAK

You took me in your arms
And they weren't perfect
But maybe that was when everything
It all felt so perfectly pieced together

**I found home and it was never close to 4 white walls that echoed

It felt like i was learning to breathe again
Having you on my mind was so refreshing
It was like a baby's first cry
It turned my black to white

Stained by hope
I started to learn how it was like to love
I looked into your eyes and thought it was my father's
It felt so comforting

**It almost felt like he was still around

I didn't see it coming
How it would've felt when I saw you kissing her head
How your arms are wrapped so tightly around her waist
I had to look twice because I thought I had noticed a tinge of blue on her skin
I later realized that my tears were stained blue
My body couldn't take me pushing the impossibilities of seeing you with someone else
And now I look down
I start to mistake myself for the ocean

I think the funny part is really
That it has past 4 years of loving you
I still think of those 4 am conversations
You told me to call you whenever I had a bad dream
We talked about our dreams and what we wanted to be

I knew I didnt say this back then but what I really wanted
Was for that wherever we may be
We will be together

But its is close to 4 am and your voice is distant
You're 20 kilometres away and 22 train stops too close
I don't remember what your voice felt like
The only thing that remains is the feeling of when you left