You painted blue in my eyes.
You made a meal of lies,
I've made so many tries,
to make myself clear to your eyes.

Loyal is different from faithful;
Loyal is like saying to every girl that they are beautiful.
Faithful is like saying only to me that I am beautiful.
It's okay if you're loyal, but I want you to be faithful.

I'll accept who you truly are,
but understand that I've been hurt before.
I'll accept if you'll smile to others.
but love me forever.

Be mine,
and I'm all yours forever.
I'll take the risk to fall in line,
Cause' with you I know I'm happier.

I had committed a sin,
But I still look clean.
No one could see me,
So don't be silly I'm still free.

I slit their throat and let the blood flow.
I pierced a knife in the heart and make their beats run slow.
I cut their ears so that they can't hear me roam around.
I burned their tongue so they can't make any sound.

I scoped their eyes so they won't at least cry.
I stitched their lips so that they can't utter a lie.
I torture them with my hand,
and bury them in a land.

It's a crime that I've committed to make them blind,
It's a perfect scene I created in my mind.
You see I'm not really that kind,
Cause I killed people in my mind.

Never be afraid I hate them but I kept it silent,
I'll never utter a word or do a thing.
I just smiled cause I knew I can't do something about it.
I just keep my mouth shut and will keep a secret what's really on my mind.

I'm so happy with our prologue,
that I never thought about our epilogue.
I'm so mesmerized by our first chapter,
that I never thought the possibility of our final chapter.

Prologue:
"Friend request accepted"
"Connected"
"Say hi to your new facebook friend"

First chapter,
You chatted "Hi", I replied "Hello"
Second chapter,
I told my secrets, you shared yours.

Third chapter,
You became my human diary.
Fourth chapter,
I learned about your favorite food

Fifth chapter,
You called, I heard your voice; you heard my laugh.
Sixth chapter,
Your sweet words and chats are dangerous.

Eighth chapter,
I'm trying not to fall.
Ninth chapter,
The cliff cracked and slowly I'm falling

Tenth chapter,
You're falling.
Eleventh chapter,
I thought it was me.

Twelfth chapter,
You disappeared.
Thirteenth chapter,
You stop chatting and calling me.

Fourteenth chapter,
I'm missing you.
Fifteenth chapter,
you're missing her.

Sixteenth chapter,
"I love you"
Final Chapter,
"I love her"

Epilogue:
"Change color"
"Clear Nicknames"
New Message: "Goodbye"

I'm good at writing,
I'm good at story telling,
I'm good at words to divert your feelings,
I'm good at paper and pen holding.

I can turn the pen into a beautiful word,
I can turn the paper into a perfect world,
I can make the ink into a piece,
I can make the rhyme that will never miss.

I can write something about you without any rant,
I can tell your story if that's what  you want,
I can play the words that is hard to pronounce,
I can make you smile if writing will be my chance.

How good can I be if you can't understand why I write?
How good can I be if you're not telling me if my story is right?
How can I flatter you with my words if I can't feel your emotions?
How can I hold a paper and a pen if there's a caution?

You're my pen in my every word,
You're my paper in my perfect little world,
You make the ink so I can make a piece,
You create the rhyme that I always miss.

But lately, I keep on messing up,
I keep on thinking to give up.
Lately I stop on dreaming,
and started to wish about something

Is it wrong for me to wish something?
Like can I be the subject to inspire you in writing?
or can you try to write me a story?
or can you create a piece about me?

One of my dreams is to see you;
Try, to make me smile by creating a piece full of words.
Try to make me smile by writing a rhyme saying I'm your world.
and try to make me smile by telling our story by breaking my words' record.

I'm laying in bed,
But I felt the thread.
It's leading me instead,
in the way of my death.

Jealousy strikes again,
It give shivers and pain.
Yet, I don't have the rights,
cause you're not mine from the start.

Your laugh is like a melody,
and it was sang beautifully.
Again, it was made not for me,
but for your beautiful lady.

Your smile was vibrant,
it looks so elegant.
but babe, it was made for your lover ---
and it was not me I'm just a player.

I wish for a lot of things;
Like your name will appear always when my phone rings,
That I can hold your hand in public,
I can show my love without any hint of guilt.

I dream for a lot of things;
Like you will call me from night till morning,
That you'll be sweet in me in public,
You can show your love without any hint of fear.

You made an awesome creation,
I never asked but I felt your rejection.
So here's my best decision,
I love you but goodbye my happy station.