There are two types of people.

You pointed the head of the gun as close as possible towards his forehead,
He shivered to the coldness of the steel. 

The first type,
You would love him so much,
You couldn't pull the trigger.
You couldn't imagine living in a world,
Taking his breath as yours is impossible. 

Click.

Well, the second type,
You couldn't pull the trigger not because you love him truly,
Quite the opposite,
You don't love him as much. 
You are hit by the jealousy,
He gets to leave for home first. 
The moment you pull the trigger, 
Would be the moment you have given your whole heart and soul to him.

Bang.

Take care of my heart and soul.

She was a dreamer
Never a realist.

When she is falling,
She believed she is flying.

When she is beaten,
She believed love is deepen.

When she is breaking,
She believed Earth is shaking.

When she is broken,
She believed she is chosen.

When she is crying,
She believed it's purifying.

She was a dreamer,
Never a realist.

That is why,
When you are leaving,
She finally is breathing.

YOU DON'T SAY I LOVE YOU TO PEOPLE AND THEN SHOWER THEM WITH TEARS AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS.

YOU DON'T SAY I MISS YOU TO PEOPLE AND THEN THE ONLY MOMENT YOU'RE HERE IS THE MOMENT YOU ARE LEAVING.

YOU DON'T TEACH THE WORD LOVE TO PEOPLE BY MAKING THEM BELIEVE THAT THE SOFTEST KISS LEAVES PAINFUL BLUE TO BLACK MARKS ALL OVER AND MISTAKEN IT WITH LIGHTNINGS.


but you did.

You lift both of your palms,
Resting it against my cheeks.

As mine placed on top of your hands,
I begin to tremble.

"Please be gentle", I said.

"You are home", he said.

I never knew before,
Touch could be,
So soft,
So tender,
A whisper would seem like a thunder.

11.11: Him

My heart is so exhausted running away from killers.
Then, I stumbled upon your heart that makes the most comfortable bed covered with silk.

But your heart was inside an abandoned house,
Made from rotten woods,
Moss climbing up the walls,
Hugged by pitch black darkness,
Eaten away by mites.

"What a beautiful home must it have been"

It would collapse any moment.

I am scared the roof would crush me to dust while I was asleep.

"Let me just rest and catch a breath"

But the moment the walls of my heart touch the silk of yours,
I unconsciously fall and dreaming away.

"What a beautiful home it is"

"With every breath, breathe him out",

said my mind.

"With every breath, breathe him in",

said my heart.

And I wonder why my lungs are crushing and I can't seem to breathe.