I thought long and hard
Of what it means to love.
Is it giving a flower or a card?
Or giving all you have?

And then i met you.

You told me you loved me and I said, "why would you, are you crazy?"

You only replied,

"Because love gives you a crazy kind of brave."

—ej

What a shame
That the girl who once believed in
Magic and fairytales
Had to grow up in reality
Of the bruised society.

—ej

I'm still here
waiting for you
in the same spot
unable to move

i'm still here
waiting for you
in the same spot
where you left

i'm still here
although you have been
long gone

How can i leave?
if all of my steps lead me to you?
how can i forget you?
when it's you that my heart wants

i want to break free
i want to end this

but my love, i am still here.