Dear my long-distance boyf,

Maybe I feel too much,
maybe I love too much
it hurts.
to see you suffer,
to see you tired,
to see you having a hard time,
to see you not going through the day, as it should.

You have the right to laugh,
you have the right to be happy.

I hate them,
those who take all your time only for their sake
which leaves no time for you to breathe,
leaving no time for you to smile,
staring up at the sky
and mumble
"today is a beautiful day"

It's always cloudy for you,
it's always raining for you,
I know it can't be avoided
but seeing you,
make my heart really hurt
makes me flood my pillow every night
even though you don't know.

But I will always be here
for you
so cheer up
everything will be over soon
I will hold you tight when you return
and won't let you be released any further

Have you ever
felt cooped up?
in a narrow space
that you call
your most comfortable bedroom

It could be
your most comfortable place
or the place
where you feel most tormented

A place to hide
from what you fear
but also the place
that imprisons you

the narrow box,
sometimes
it can be an echo of laughter
when other people are with you
but it can also
be a silent scream when you're alone

a bed
that only accompanies you
when you sleep
a pillow
that catches your tears

nobody hears you
because they all died

so who do you complain to
in your room
when you are sued
for mute?

A cruise,
towards a place
suddenly the waves shake me
the blue,
drown me in
hug me tightly
take me between choices
free but lost
or
sink and die
in the calm that I crave.

Give me time to float
air, pull me
sea, hold me
let me dying
while I ask this
to God,

Can I shed tears
on things that are not mine
can I despair
For pain that is not my body
can I kneel down
on things that I can't have a second time

Dream about the waves,
walk on the beach at night
in the crowds

I can still hear
and feel the waves
lunging on my bare feet
I don't know where I'am
but I want to dissapear there

humming and singing
without sound
or shouting things
i've been holding back
I can't lift my head
look at the sand between
my wet feet
and their feet pass me by

It's night on the beach somewhere
but I can see the light.

I don’t love the morning
Because I like to be asleep when the sun comes up
But I love the yellow sunshine
Entered through my bedroom window
Giving a shadow of the leaves on my wall

I don’t love the night world
People partying, drinking, and singing
But I liked the calm after midnight
The voices stopped shouting
The street was quiet
and the stars are blooming up there

I don’t like the darkness under the sea
and imagine sinking deep into it
But I love the blue of the surface
how quiet the sound of the waves
stop the other sounds that invade
And the soft sand when my feet stepped on it

Crave a blue yet shady sky
and a sense of calm
as you admire
the beauty of sunset

those bright brown eyes
staring at me deeply
without a word
that is difficult to express

a smile that attracted me
to smile too
and your laugh,
I'll put my life
to keep it bloom.

The afternoon sky was turning yellow
Into the dark,
and past the warm.
Sometimes it’s pink,
As sweet as the cotton candy,
Sometimes it mixed with gray,
Because it was wanting to cry.

Sometimes I can describe us up there
Smiles, laughter, and happiness,
Even my tears, touched as well as broken-hearted

This land is still the same,
If we stand and look up,
Right above your head,
It's still the same sky,
The same longing,
And I hope also the same feeling

Distance may separate the body,
but the sky can bring the soul closer
Stare at the sky at dusk
make me relax,
Realize that you
still down there,
smiling
somewhere,
under the same sky.

Staring at the empty chair you've ever sat on
Smell your perfume that you spread in this room
Can I keep you?
So we don’t have to wait to meet

No need to separate because of distance and time
No need to argue for differences
No need to stay away because of a dispute

Sorry I'm holding you back,
Sorry I whined when it was time for you to go home
I just don’t know how to say it
Saying that I miss you
And a brief meeting couldn’t cure it

If only we don’t hesitate to just ask "how are you"
Not ashamed to say "I miss you"
And didn’t wait for each other to start first
Maybe I will not cry in my sleep.

How are you the wilted petals?
which has become dust,
who has flown with the soul of lovers.

Already imagined his smile when receiving you,
A smile that can make the flowers bloom.
Though I know,
you live only for a moment,
forgive me.

I just want to him to know,
your meaning,
convey invisible feeling,
express the unspoken words,
save everything in memory,
so that he always remember me,
with my feelings.

I want to know all your scars
not just your crescent-shaped scar
on your forehead,

I want to know all your beauty
beside all your intoxicating smile,
not just the one you gave me
on the day before the dusk.

When the night is too cold,
all I want is to feel your warmth
inside your jacket pocket,
but I've been procken by your thorn
and I've bleed for you.

Do you think is painful?
No, I love you even more.

Do we still see the same clouds?
Tell me which one you love more,
is it sun,
or rain?

Whether it's dark that I feel,
or you feel it too?

Just above me,
it will cry
the heavy tears to ears
Until I can't distinguish
Whether iit's from above,
or within myself.

Your hair is like the waves of the ocean at dawn
Your eyes are star-studded with fading stars
Your smile like a crescent moon that saved me from the darkness
Your hand that I always long for me to hold tight again
Your heartbeat is a special song for me
Every breath of yours is a gift to me who craves you
Your feet are the wings that bring us flying
From head to toe I can’t explain in better words
how much I love you.

It's a cold night, darling.
Ah, actually every night was cold
Without your hand holding mine.

My toes freeze,
they want to run towards you.
But I let them numb,
let them understand.
That sometimes,
I have to stop running

I turned my body
and walk slowly,
from where you are.
One step;
two big steps,
far away.
As far as
I can.

I want to bury my phone;
and run to the sand
and the waves.
So there's nothing I need to worry about,
like the messages that I always waiting for,
which doesn’t exist anyway.

'Cause if it's still around me,
I'll check it out like crazy.
And I hate it,
it makes me realize that
I care way too much.