10 months,
oh time flies so fast
i have been counting the days
since you left me jaded in this place
and out of tears and pain
i cursed the angels for taking you away
how could they?
how could they turn my sunshines into rain?

you’re in my dreams
you’re in my head
i got tangled in your arms
i got tangled in your heart
i can’t escape you
i can’t get away
now i’m trying
i’ll run away from you
don’t lure me back
let me walk away
because no matter what we do
i can’t have you

last night,
you asked me
if i was the falling star
who falls to love
darling, i couldn’t tell you
i couldn’t tell you
that i am more than
just a shooting star
because i was once an angel
— a fallen angel
who sinned for love

like a shooting star
that falls to the earth
i fall for you, i fall to love
lethal yet exciting
crashing with passion
burning away with desire
like a shooting star
that leaves the heaven
to be where it wanted to be
i fall for you, blissfully falling
i fall to love, rushing for love

la luna captured me
and i suffocated in melancholy
it reminded me of a lone wolf
down below, howling from afar
for the love it couldn’t grasp

the silence of the night
it keeps me awake
waiting for you at my bed side
oh it makes me ache

the silence of the night
the absence of your scent
i want you at an eyesight
empty space is a torment

tell me, how many
of your poems were about me
if those flowers that bloom
and colors your white paper
represents our happy memories
or if those gray clouds and rains
and hurricanes in your canvass
were our breaking points
tell me, those love poems
those hate poems, those drunk poems
those empty, those pleading
those happy, those waiting
tell me, how many
how many of your poems “were” about me?