Kiss me when you're sober
I'm not the one in your head
If it weren't for the boozes
I wouldn't have tasted your lips

I've never smoked a cigarette
but I felt like I did,
for a hundred times now
this still feels different

Next time I wish you would
Kiss me when you're drunk
A taste you'd never stop chasing
Though high of ardent spirits
I wish you'd call out my name

you paint tables yellow
and mostly anything around you
but you are
bleak as midnight, never golden-shaded
like you used to
you die at the instant your fear blooms
they say you water flowers
but despair is what you grow


dear, breathe
loneliness is unbecoming on you
your grand irises are falling
to someone who's been rose-colored
black is an unusual hue

I carry baggages of what I used to be
of what I was born and reborn with
From melancholic dreams, I'm a castaway
I sailed through the storms of memories
but oceans of bitterness chased and chained me

I am framed in steel, caged in bars
guarded by haunting ghosts of the past
I can no longer see what the future holds
I can no longer hear cries from my souls
Someone must've dragged them back to abyss

Lately you were golden-hued
but I like you better in ebony
and you've been over my head
playing like a scene from a movie
Sometimes I couldn't sleep
I'd think about what I could've said
but I bear with silence
I wouldn't say I wish I'd say yes
'Cause I was never really sure
though I like to think you hear me sometimes
and see the unending possibilities

At last
She stripped her fears away
and clothed herself with courage
No one could ever undress

There she goes
dressed in confidence
Head's up high, she knows
better and bold
At last

I want a love like this
One that grows as we age
I want a love like that
Something we can look back at
and look forward to
I want a love like yours


I want a love like yours
No fear of taking chances;
of seeing tomorrows
Something I can hold onto
and not easily let go
I want a love like this

eyes dull
heads low
dead silence echoes
cold, still
mellow
so it goes


crestfallen
black and blue
things you never knew
hold still
shallow
so it goes

You, a celestial
that never retrogrades
Bold and fiery, never ceases
Carry on

Billion of stars
but nothing compares to—
you are remarkable
an epitome of vitality and strength

And you go back to chaos
for you were born from it
A resurrection of dust
Carry on.