Loving you is life,
loving you is having you
loving you is the beginnings
loving you is the cold
loving you is fire
loving you is the storm
loving you is vibrant colors
loving you is gloomy nights
loving you is everydays of joy
loving you is sadness together
loving you is being simple
loving you is a flaw
loving you is noticing the unnoticeable
loving you is loving you nonetheless
loving you is wanting to see a smile
loving you is the mood
loving you is looking forward
loving you is a glimpse of the past
loving you is an uphill
loving you is feeling down
loving you is an adventure
loving you is unexpected
loving you is pain
loving you is mended wounds
loving you is believing
loving you is broken trust
loving you was a journey,
loving you was life.

I guess,

silence is the loudest scream
you'll ever hear.

silence is the greatest chaos
you'll ever see.

silence is the most painful feeling
you'll ever bear.

And,

Silence is the most frightening
voidness you'll ever be trapped into.

The moment I felt like crying,
he looked at me
and without a word,
he smiled,
he made me laugh,
But I cried more.
For I know better
that he feels the pain
but chose to make
me see the bright
to spare me for
the night.

the walks,
the casual talks,
the evident smiles–
messing around for a while,
the shared stories,
along with the hot calamari,
the touches,
the warmth,
the old,
the normal,
the usual,
the life without the masks.

Do you know the greatest things in life?
You don't.
Because they're still within your grasp.
I'll ask you again when you lose them.

When I told you I am leaving,
I do hope you realize.
All the words I can't speak of, I sing.
So they are to lull a bye.

And suddenly,
I'm so tired of being just okay.

It is the sarcasm of reality that
a glittering sky can be
a trigger of nightmares –
full of concrete uncertainties like
figures casted by shadows beneath.
Yet it still comforts the unrest
as the night captures the still.

But in contrast of the beauty
is the goodness in dim
and the darkness in light
like the negatives in film.
They say that the presence of gloom
makes one shine in comparison;
only if it is easily controlled.
What’s often forgotten is that
the ruler of this mind is
overthrown by
the silhouettes of fear.

I know
you hold
the world
of truth

I can
hear it
between
each gaze

Screaming
the thunder
hidden inside
with the
burning
silence
that ignites

I know
you hold
the world
of truth

I can
feel it
between
each gaze

Shows
a hint
of what
the universe
may be
therefore
giving endless
casts of
sense

Why would someone want to kiss the moon when she already have the sun?


Because she doesn't want the perfect that will give her everything, rather, she wanted a flaw that will ignite her gloomy nights.

Once near, I knew the destination — nowhere.
Of thoughts? Along the lost pavement
Am I? I ask, right now, may where.

Knew the destination I once nowhere near
Along the pavement of lost thoughts
Ask where I may now. Am I right?

Nowhere near the destination I once knew
Lost along the pavement of thoughts
May I ask, where am I right now?

Longing,
For the day I can write again.