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pencaricahaya Nov 2014
I wish it was easier:
*taking you out of my heart.
pencaricahaya Oct 2014
This is nothing personal,
But break.
Just break.

*So perhaps we will be free
pencaricahaya Oct 2014
Too blue.
Can not write.
Help!
pencaricahaya Oct 2014
I had the perfect plan
The perfect route, the perfect places
I traced the path, I thought of chats
I readied myself, I thought of jokes
I prepared and saddled my bird
And everything was in place.

I would have shown you where the squared ones dwell
I would have told you where the Laputians work
We would have crossed a jungle in rain
We would have gone through the lowest places to reach the highest
And we would have had a bird's sight
And a majestic sunset as the sun said goodnight
Just for us.

I would have taken you through beautiful deserts with exotic flowers,
We would had jumped off cliffs
And descended slowly

I would have taken you back to the noisy city,
And we would have taken refuge 'somewherelse'
A haven which is also a cafe
There I would had asked you the strangest questions,
I would have unveiled a little more of your deep mysteries
And I would have learnt you.

Everything was ready, all was in place,
Only you weren't there.
pencaricahaya Oct 2014
You put the time and the place
And I waited for ages,
That they will count as hours.

At least there was smoke
And my eyes.
And my pen.
pencaricahaya Oct 2014
Where do I get all this from,
You asked
All the silly flirting
And these blue words.

From the æther they come
But you're the catalyst,
What allows me to hear them
And turns my hands into hooks
So I can grab them
Before they're gone.
pencaricahaya Oct 2014
Waiting for you
Every movement is you
Yet is not.
Every sound, every one is you
Yet are not.
Your music blasting through my earphones.
This anxiety destroying me.
And them wicked butterflies I thought I could handle
Eating me alive from the inside.
(Hope you're fine)
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