He who wants
to be selfish
has not sinned
until
he became
so greedy
to swallow
more than
what
he can put
on his spoon.

I'm on a dead end
But I can still hear
the loudest scream.
It is thrown from within
and echoes thru
the glass walls.

So here I stand
and wait
for the barriers
to break.

Hoping those echoes
would care.

Being in pain is gives you sadness.
But being unable to feel it makes you the saddest.

So face it.
Let it consume you.
Lament over it.

That's how you learn.
That's how you
get the best in you.

Let it hurt.
For it is no longer love
when it doesn't hurt anymore.

Let it hurt.
But when it is only pain
love no longer exist anymore.

So let it hurt,
let it even bleed,
let it dry all your tears..

then
let it go

Had we've known
how to read between
the lines,
maybe we didn't
have to
end up this story
with question marks.

My eyes are now dried
and I need to fetch some tears
to quench my thirst.
But the last thing I'll do
is to give my heart away
again
to you.

But dear,
you don't owe
the world an
explanation
of why
you built
that wall.

the right ones
will know
without
a single word.

I know it's kind of itchy
when a wound starts to heal.

But please, do yourself a favor
by not scratching it.

Or else your platelets
will get tired.

Feel the grief
when something ends.
For that
you were entitled
to call closure between
you and memories.

But know that

wildflowers
still bloom...

Darken the sky;
paint all the stars.

I know it's cloudy
and the universe cries.

But please,
do bring me the moon.

and be it known
that we are still
under the same sky.

How heavy
is it to carry
all the
hidden feelings
inside your ribcage?

How painful is it
to breathe
with a heart stabbed?

How arduous
does it seem
to go on
with the
unspoken truth?

I loved how
you throw
all your arguments;
how your wrinkled
eyes smile
when you were
really happy
or how you not
fight back the tears
when you're upset.

even your
wildest dreams,
I heard it all.

I know your
sleepless nights;
I felt all
your heartaches.

Too bad
I felt worst
when you
fin'lly found
who you were
looking for.

You see,
It's never
easy to be
happy for
someone
you always
loved.

We both walked
a linear path
towards each other

and when we're
just an inch apart,
we realized that
we have been taking
those one-way
parallel lines.

I watched you crossed
the borderline,
met her halfway...

while I was left
at the shore,
wiping all
your footsteps
from the sand.

It might be hard
to walk alone,

but the coast
now is clear.

She fully knows
how she's entitled
to feel

but every time
she looks at him,
she realizes...

she isn't
anyone who
would have had
the right to.

Set aside that empty cup of rejection,

and feed yourself with a bowl full of love-
the love only you
could give you.

It's what you deserve,
my dear.

You poured him hope
while he was too busy
spilling love
to someone
you could never be.

And maybe
that's the reason why
you both feel empty.

Never had I imagined
how smiles
could give us
the most
painful cuts.

Never had I imagined
how someone's freedom
could mean someone's
loneliness inside.

Never had I imagined
how letting you in
would mean
letting you go
as well.

It's something real, yet intangible;
something no one could ever touch
while everyone could surely see and feel.

We feel it like breeze,
we see it like bubbles.
For a moment it was there,
and then in a blink it was gone.

I hope that
when it touches you,
you embrace it so tight.
So tight before it disapears;

And when you see it,
I hope that you won't miss
to cherish it-
to look at it,
to memorize its corners,
to hear how it sounds like,
to appreciate how it looks like
before it vanishes.

For this precious thing
comes in a form different
to what it'll be
when it comes back.

You'd only meet
one of its many faces
once.

So please...
when it's there in front of you,
feel it.
Just FEEL IT.

I befriended Cupid
in hopes that
he'd be kind enough
to choose
who's best for me.

But one day
I woke up
with an arrow
on my frozen heart.

His name written
on the wall

with a post it
that says...

"We can't fall
for someone
we became friends with."

Sometimes,
he stands like a mountain
So tall.
So proud,
that I cannot even reach
a glimpse of him

And then
there are those
times
when I feel
like a floating boat
waiting for him to
come up from his
deepest crest.

Either way,
I prefer holding
his hand

For in both corners
he is in...

I yearned for auroras
but the sky
gave me rains.

I longed for tulips
only to wake up
in an autumn.

I am tired
I would say.

But then I realized
I had found you
in such storms
and droughts.

Wanna know
what a happy ending
really is?

It's when
you fin'lly accepted
that the story
hath already
reached its
end

no matter how
bitterly sweet
it may be.

And though with a sigh,
you'd still smile
and say...

"It has to be this way."

she cries,
grateful
to this
one thing
that never
get tired
of witnessing
all her soundless
pain
within

Just choose your card
and see what
comes next

for we could always
end up between the two:

Felicity
or
Misery

Who knows?

Is it too much
to long
for a piece of happiness

barely enough
to cover
the scars
people we once
treasured have
left us with?

there is still something..
behind each memory we once shared
-those pieces of precious moments
no one could ever steal from us
not even the person
you have chosen
over me

for in there,
she can’t take you away;
you will always be mine...

even just in there.

You might never notice,
but I see all your monsters.
I feel your pain
as I chase them all away.

tell me something even worst
than falling with someone so precious to you;
you’re thorn between
keeping everything inside to keep him,
and admitting how you truly feel,
then lose him forever.

It isn't perfect,
but it isn't ugly.

Tried to wear make up
and smiled
only to find out
some marks can't be
concealed by colors.

Tried to wear wings
and fly
only to realize
how powerless
I am against the wind.

Tried to step
on the ground
away from fire
only to melt.

And became ashes..

Burnt from pain
brought
by walking away
from someone
I used to love.

I tried.
And still
trying

at least.