Today is different from yesterday
I’ve had this question in my head
For the whole day
I don’t  know if its mere coincidence
Or perhaps something more
But it feels like Serendipity

You are the flower
And I’m a passing butterfly
My heart flutters everytime you smile
Don’t be afraid to love me
Because from the first moment
My eyes met yours
I knew I already loved you

You are the light in my dark world
The tender fire when I am cold
You teach me the right way
When I’m on the wrong road
You are the angel who saved me
Serendipity

Loving me is loving a half moon
I could never give myself fully to you

that is the scary part of love
you are allowing
someone to change you
but my god darling
you were my metamorphosis

s.s

Don't ever get down at Remount Road
on the train's brief pause.

Once I couldn't resist
when through the window
I can't say what beckoned me.

The sky after a drizzle was awashed blue
and its miniature carvings on the puddles
sprung from my steps like thousand dreams.

There on the unshaded platform
were faces as puzzled as mine.

I didn't intend to detrain here, I spoke,
we didn't too, the voices echoed
but it felt so like the place
we wanted to be but missed.

Walk me barefoot on the sodden earth,
a girl offered her hand,
recount to me the unfinished stories,
make me a home.

I won't miss this time,
I was crying.

I have recounted the story to many
but they all have eyed me
like I am mad.

They only repeat there's no Remount Road
on this route.

i reached
all the way until i could trust you.
i didn't have a need
to reach,
but i started to get into our story.
i got close
and then
i was
g  o  n  e

i didn't intend
to forget
the inspiration
that you brought up
inside of me.

but it seems
somewhere along the road
i did.

i want to know why
love means pushing away hate.
why can't i do both?