There are a lot of things I regret
And a lot I miss
But if time were to turn back itself
I would break it's spine

if they say a one-word poem,
i'll write your name...

she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.

if your heart once skipped a beat,
That's a pulse missing,
No oxygenated blood flow,
Veins empty as heart left in vain,
Love have arrived.

We die a bit, skips a bit,
only to be reborn in a stranger's shoulders,
Love is the problem and the solution.

It creeps in like a seed,
For sure you will water it
With tear drop
from heart break to miscommunications.

The seed grows
The seed glows.