I have learned.
I've learned to forget you.
I've learned to erase you.
Its hard.
Since you were means half of the world-to me.
I've learned to not falling in love again with you.
Its hard.
Since you are a bestfriend-to me.
I've learned to not jealous when you talked about other girl.
I've learned to hear your desire and im not included.

I've tried my best,to not hurt you.
while you scatered me into pieces everytime we met.

I've tried to didnt say a word about how i feel about you.
I've learned,everything i need to know about you.
But still,here i am waiting for you.

Well,hello again,you.
We meet again..
I was wondering,where have you been?
Are you tired chasing that girl?
Are you tired being dissapointed?
Well,hello again,its me,still here and waiting.
You got me at our first hello
Those eyes
I cant help it
Im in love
You know it!

Its you....
That tickle my tummy that much
The one that make me giggle
The one that make me made a strange high pitch voices
The one that make me up all night and wondering all day
Its your hair
Its your smile
Its your scent
Its your move

I was wondering
How could i possibly let myself stop thinking of you..
Being here..
With me..

for Susan O'Neill Roe

What a thrill ----
My thumb instead of an onion.
The top quite gone
Except for a sort of hinge

Of skin,
A flap like a hat,
Dead white.
Then that red plush.

Little pilgrim,
The Indian's axed your scalp.
Your turkey wattle
Carpet rolls

Straight from the heart.
I step on it,
Clutching my bottle
Of pink fizz. A celebration, this is.
Out of a gap
A million soldiers run,
Redcoats, every one.

Whose side are they one?
O my
Homunculus, I am ill.
I have taken a pill to ****

The thin
Papery feeling.
Saboteur,
Kamikaze man ----

The stain on your
Gauze Ku Klux ****
Babushka
Darkens and tarnishes and when
The balled
Pulp of your heart
Confronts its small
Mill of silence

How you jump ----
Trepanned veteran,
***** girl,
Thumb stump.

There's someone who stares,down the hill
He says "hi,lets talk a walk" to me.
I trust him,i know its strange,but i know i can trust him from the moment i noticed him.
We walk,we walk,nothing but walking downstream.
By the moment,i know this cant be forever.

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,
Life would be delight,—
But things couldn’t go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I’d be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,—
Yet they’d all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.

I wanna travel back in time with you..
Stop the time while kissing you..
Losing my mind while feel your breath..
And hear you calling my name..