What do I
Do now?
I said
There was nothing
To forgive, but
Everyday, I get killed
With the thought
Of you
Holding my hand
Watching the starried sky
With no care in the world,
And with all these feelings
Bursting in our chests.

I woke up in the middle of the night
Eyes aching, chest bursting with sadness
A thought cascades through my mind; "I miss you"
Yet, unbeknownst to me, who was I missing?

They say to get hurt is never pleasant
But how much do you bleed until you stop noticing you're bleeding?
'Cause as I watched you stab me through the heart
I couldn't feel anything but my soul screaming, "not again"

Maybe to feel is a crime once you've indulged in it
A one-way ticket to a land that you cam never get back;
As lonely as I was that horrid night
A night where I was a slave to all these cryptic emotions

Once every blue moon, I am overwhelmed by my transgressions
To a point where  I am knee deep into the qualms of sorrow
Yet after a while, I become stoic
How messed up do you have to become to feel sad about feeling nothing?

Im not over
A girl
Who's not over
A boy.
I kept chasing after her shadow
Of who she once was,
So much so
That I failed to realize
She was running
In the other direction.

Cry me a million tears
To subdue all this pain I've been feeling
Cut me a piece of your skin
To cover up a heart inflicted with wounds

With the sky above as our witness, you told me
"Hold on and never let go, love"
"Never let go, love, never let go love?"
I'm left here looking for inconsistencies

You grappled my heart until it incinerated
Waiting for a piece of me, to come crawling back to you
Indeed I did, as foolish as they come
Holding on to the hope of a happy ever after

The moonlight is as dark as it may be
As I reminisce the days I was scattered on the floor
I can't help but laugh
At how, I was once dumb enough to cry out your name.

I hear the banging of the fireworks
The honking of the horns
The hope of a better tomorrow
Yet, I feel, as lonely as I did a minute ago

The way I see it, a new year is kind of ironic
It's supposedly new hope, a second chance
Yet, you had 365 chances to be great
But we take that for granted, don't we?

"What is it about a new year that is worth celebrating?
How is it different from any other day?"
Is what I would say if I were still as bitter as I was
What I've come to realize? Once you've been hurt, you yearn hope


The beauty of hope is that it is abstract
It is the emotion that keeps us all alive
So, I guess, keep lighting up fireworks
And hope for a better tomorrow

Take me
To the moon
Where I can
Wallow in pain
As I
Contemplate
My solidarity;

Take me
To the sun
Where I
Can writh
In pain
As I watch
The world
Revolve around me
For once;

Take me
To the galaxy
As I breathe
My final breath
I'll be smiling
Knowing
I
Was part
Of your sweetest
Surrender.