Those words of yours make me nearly
forget the world and its problems.

They told me that they were not lying,
That they were very very true.

I'm scared to fall deeper.

And how the other guys trying to get hold of you.

And how your grip grows weaker every time others come closer to you

Yet i am here standing, like there's nothing happening.

Those stories of the past- yours and mine.

Folded in the books of magical wonders, wondering to be opened by the future.

Reading back those memories, literally.
Remembering back those moments, that we have should cherish.

But now, everything is the same. There is no you in us.

It will be always me, and only me.

Those dreams fading away,
carried by the clouds, that suddenly surfaced.
Those worry clouds - surely able to take away those infatuated love.

Those guiding hands of yours are no more here,
I am so lost in the wilderness,
Without you by my side.

Those feeling of not wanting and wanting at the same time,
I am so perplexed, yet try to understand the full context of it
by seconds by minutes by hours and by days.

Maybe not maybe yes,
we are so selfsame however unconnected, unrelated here and there.

So here we goes our epoch of love, swaying, stranding on the beach of blurriness. I stood dumbfounded not knowing what to do.

Do I failed miserably or we haven't tried at all?

If and only if, we often think we could control the time,
however the fact is that,
The time that controls and dictates us.

If and only if, I was there to notice you, your conscious soul wanting for emptiness yet inseparable bonding.

I tried to forget you but,
Heartaches strike me deeply within.

And now my heart are staggering across the room,
Pumping those addicted blood, thirsting for your love.

I cannot go to the ocean, I cannot go to sleep at night,
I cannot wake up in the morning without you by my side.

Goodbye my almost lover, goodbye my hopeless dream.

I have to stop dreaming now and live the reality of loneliness.

In this world we are living;
Leaving without any goodbyes is really painful,
Being forgotten in times of sadness is more painful,

But you know what is the most painful?
Not knowing the name of someone you love dearly with whole of your heart.

That is the most painful matter I have ever experienced.

My heart was aching from writing to you,
A letter that defined my feelings toward you.

As hard as it may seems.
As fragile as your souls it may be.

That shows our inseparability.
Yet all of my sins that you have devoured purging the path of Darkness and Sadnes all the way.
It may be unforgiven because the Devil was once an Angel himself.

Yet he was threw to the darkest, deepest pit of the World.
Is that a desirable and suitable place I shall be?

I sense that rejection is not a failure, getting back together is not a no-hoper.
But still, the root is your truly pure-hearted soul.

All is yours and not mine.

The 'was' in we. The 'had' in us. The togetherness shrinks deeply as my sorrow turns deeply hallow.

Into unexpressed words, rhymed with the loneliest soul in the world.
Undefined by feelings and emotions.

This is the letter, I made for you, my darling.

For seconds, for minutes.
For hours, for days.

I have been waiting for you,
For so long since this stopwatch stopped ticking, since so long you had left me here.

Anticipating the things you and I not ready with.
Requited feelings and mixed emotions.
Requited sense of belonging.

Yet while waiting for you,
Which took me days, weeks, months and years to figure out why am I singing the song which I myself never knew the lyrics of, yet somehow I like it.

Yet somehow we are meant to be together in the way words can't express the true meaning of it heartly fullily without any guilt.

But lastly, I asked myself, will it be worth it?

To miss you,
It is not a choice or an option.

It is a fate that was dictated on me,
For you my love.

My affection for you is intense,
And strengthen by our love bonds.

Connected through your heavenly heart,
That trembles me all the way up to bottom.