When you are on the edge of a cliff, you can only see the scenery. It is beautiful. It is the best.

When you are on the edge of a cliff, you'll get scared of height. Or get scared of things that used to won't bother you at all.

When you are on the edge of a cliff, maybe it will be the first time you think about moving backward. Because there is no other choice.

But when you finally take the leap, you won't recognize any of those. Not even your face that might screaming out loud.

But you will see things you wouldn't expect. Like your life flashing in front of your eyes. Or your happiness that used to conquer you.

Until some moment you'll realize that it was too late. It will absolutely fine if you took a step back, or maybe a couple of steps more.

You'll realize that the scenery is not as good as your life that flash.

You'll realize that the clock is ticking so fast you felt it slowing down.

You'll realize, that your life might be better if you didn't jump.
You'll realize, that the leap not only will take the sadness away.
But also the joy that come along

Every sip of cheap wine you bought every now and then.
Every deep inhale of your favourite cigar.
Every tipsy 2 a.m. conversation.
All gone.

The clock is ticking too fast before you realize,
That it is too late.

Until you find out,
That the scenery is not as good as before you take that leap.

Unlike life,
Love has meaning
To cherish and be cherished

Unlike life,
Love is pretty
Is the face that i long for and remember

Unlike life,
Love is colorful
Like an abstract painting that captures emotion

Unlike life,
Love is predictable
Like a terrible chess player or bad movie plot

Unlike life,
Love will stay
For as long as love would

And unlike life,
I don't want love to end
I don't want love to leave.

I just figured something out,
That i have a superpower that no one has
Is to summon anyone from anywhere in the world

Not by warping space-time continuum and portal,
Nor disintegrating and reintegrate their matters and teleport.

Not even by persuading talks to make them come
But by perturbing thoughts that i simply can't be alone.
Polluting my mind with the idea of their presence,
Corroding my sanity at will to reject their absence.

It might sounds like an illusion
But those imagery have diluted to reality.
I refuse to believe that it is a delusion
My brain simply suffused with such ability.

It's suffocating to think
That saying "hello" will end up in a farewell.

I love the imagery
Of you sitting next to me
Close to me
Being with me

For now, I love that imagery
Unfortunately
That's all imaginary

They say, "When you love something, set it free."
Are they tho?
When you love something, you don't stop loving it.
Even if the whole world talk you out of it.
Even then, especially then.

Because if you could set it free that easily
Then, it's not love.
It's just a random disposable stuff that can be thrown in instance.
It's a piece of crap that once you mistaken as a jewel.
It's a bad movies with a great CGI.
It looks good once, but not memorable.

Because love should be memorable.
Don't ever forget that!
Even if the whole world tell you to forget it.
Even then, especially then.

They've been blessed
Whom with innocence
For tho they're damaged
Bless them with ignorance

Each piece of one's mind
Slightly scattered none atoned
Enhanced with weak spine
Sanity postponed

Half they split
With each others contradict
Talks in silence
The other merely presence

They speaks out loud
With their beaks but no spout
Tho they were alone
They will never be gone