Let it be
Moan over your heart break
But rejoice
That it will be made brand new
It’s life telling you
“Hey, you deserve something better!”

it's okay to cry
to let the tears water the seed of love
that he has planted in your heart
watch it grow into a garden
and decorate your soul.

like a tornado ripping through my life
you took everything and buried me under the wreckage
but i would love you still, tenderly
so long as you carry my heart wherever you go.

you are a plot twist
an unfinished chapter
neither happy nor sad
you are a torn page
from an ordinary story of me.

i will try not to avoid your eyes
and tell you how special you are to me
meanwhile
please keep those eyes locked on mine.

i knew you were never meant to stay
but i'd go through this pain
over and over again
in exchange for the little moments
before you go.

time does heal a broken heart
but it doesn't give us the courage to carry on.

and too often
my heart disobeys
to seek home in another's arms
and only when my body can't take any more pain
it returns with cracks and broken pieces
its sharp edges
never stop cutting me from inside since.

do you understand that feeling?
being a prisoner of your own thoughts
that you have millions of things to say
but only silence does the talking.

do you understand that feeling?
wanting to be heard yet your mouth is sealed
that you want to loved
but the idea of love
hurts more than it heals.

i fall in love with you
in my dreams

this artificial infatuation
is draining me out

you are so real
yet it's so strange to feel

the fantasy of happiness
in the midst of this hell.

when you love someone with a broken heart
not all of its pieces will fall into place
that’s why love will eventually fade
if it’s unable to heal you.

darkness is not always scary
as long as the light inside you still burns.

i've been building my future
on the ruins of yesterday
a future that seems to be
incapable of making a home
for love to stay.

you’ve planted memories
in my heart
but its soil
couldn’t make a home
for your love to bloom.

i'd rather have my heart shattered
than to carry the weight of its emptiness
i'd rather be left alone
than to feel lonely in a room full of people
i'd rather die today
than to face the darkness of tomorrow.

i chose to grow in this foreign land
on its soil where i am rooted
resided many other plants
they taught me how to sing the melody
of the songs from their leaves and flowers
when they rejoice in the wind
day by day
i grow stronger than the nature of my seed
through every season, every rise and fall
i've been told the stories of the older trees
whose branches have become my shelter
just like me
they chose to grow in this foreign land.

i could only do so much
to make you happy
there's always a part of me
desires more than I can give.

sometimes, all you need is a listening ear
to speak the unspeakable

sometimes, all you need is a squeeze of the hand
to heal the unhealable

and i'll always love you
to love the unlovable
to love me.

i can never explain
the way my heart falls for you
or rather
the feeling of being with you
even though
it was only just a dream.

why don't you just tell him how you feel?

- "what if he can't reciprocate my love?"

well, that's the thing about love
you need to have your heart broken in order for it to be healed.

love doesn't always make sense
just love
selflessly and wholeheartedly
the only thing that matters
is to make someone happy.

i enjoy being alone
not to be by myself
but to be with you
who i carry in my thoughts.

With countless reasons not to
We still make a choice
To fall in love
Maybe one day
when things fall apart
We will choose to get hurt
Only to give us
Another choice
To grow in love
And fall in love
All over again

i wish i could set myself free
like a balloon drifting in the breeze
with no direction
no feelings
that could weigh me down
but i'm afraid
there will come a day
the balloon loses its air
flying nowhere
being forgotten
i only hope
love will keep me floating
and make sure that i won't drift away
so i thank you
for holding on to me.

i fall in love
with the city lights
under the layer of a crowded train
penetrating through the silence of the night
alone, thinking of you
and all the "almost" that we could be
but never would
the feelings that i am unable to label
the mess that i am resting upon
the love that i am losing sight of
the life that i am living for others
i lean against the subway doors
asking myself where would the next stop be
and when should i get off?

i am staring at the windshield
the night is coming to an end
we are still chasing the moon
and my heart is still chasing love
but love isn't always there for anyone.

let these cracks be the gates where love penetrates
let these wounds be the testament to your strength
let this pain be the reminder of the life you're living
let your healing be the reassurance that God is with you.

i am the kind of girl
who feels too much and speaks too little
who often gets caught in her midnight monologues
who embraces loneliness as a gift of time, to be alone and whole in her own chaos
who loves melodies from the '80s and classic poetry,
and also enjoys the modernity of the current reality
who seems a little ignorant but mostly just being shy
because she has an issue with shallow conversations
who gets excited about puppies but runs away from kitties
who travels miles away to seek the feeling of being home
who writes stuffs that are a little depressing,
even though her life has been a blessing
who hopes that these words somehow can convince you that
above them all
she is the kind of girl
who has a habit of translating the world into poems
believing that there are still good things to unfold.

have you ever had a dream so real
you wake up thinking that
perhaps this whole life is just a nightmare?

i have this feeling roaring in my chest
it drags me into its gyre
and i drown
deeper than the depth of the ocean
i call out your name in despair
the thought of you
turns my sorrow into poetry
and slowly lifts me up
wave after wave
so i get addicted to this poetic emotion
the feeling that's roaring in my chest.

i wanted to give up
countless times
until the very existence of me
didn’t make sense anymore

now

i fight to keep this faith alive
day by day
because the very existence of you
is everything that i am.

it's a constant battle
to suffer and live
or
to conceal the pain and leave.