And maybe it was us
in a past life
but not this one

And maybe we’ll wake up
in twenty years at 3am
with the same contentment
in separate houses

And maybe we’ll stare
at a photograph of the other
before responsibility set in
and the sun set slowly

And maybe it will sting
for a moment or two
before we both turn back
admiring the result

And
we won’t regret a thing

-L.E.

The grass is greener where you water it,
but baby, I'm laying in the dirt

there's enough room for both of us
and we can share our hurt

there's a mountain we can climb together,
we can collect our fears and stay forever

at the very top, we'll count the stars
and better yet our blessings

we can sway with the clouds and create our own imperfect ending

to each their own
and kindness for all
the world is ours,
and I won't let you fall

the grass is greener where you water it, baby

I'll grow my flowers in your heart
and we can share our love, maybe
<3

Lately I’ve wondered,
about everything.
I still try to make sense,
of an unwoven string.

Why does it still hurt,
when I remember you?
When I remember us,
before it all fell through.

Is it even possible,
that you used me so long?
Or did you say that to hurt me,
and justify your wrongs.

Did it help you to think,
that I didn’t matter at all?
Did you secretly smile,
knowing that I’d fall?

I cannot believe that,
I refuse to hate you.
I refuse to give in,
and accept a false truth.

I refuse to accept,
that I didn’t know your heart,
because if I accept that,
then it will tear me apart.

We both turned into things,
we should be ashamed of,
but even till the end,
I was still in love.

Now each day is torture,
trying to lie to myself.
Now I’m the one being fake,
trying to love someone else.

Is that how it felt,
when you were with me?
If it was then I understand,
and I can finally see.

She is sweet and kind,
and loves me so much,
but I have no more to give,
because I yearn for your touch.

So I’m doing to her,
what you did to me.
I’m not being fair,
but her loves imprisoning.

Going through the motions,
now I understand,
and I forgive what you did,
when you let go of my hand.

So I’ll just keep going,
and love you from afar.
Maybe one day it can change,
and this will just be a scar.

Maybe,
If we could look through
What claims to be light,
We will see the darkness that rests behind.

Maybe,
If we could look beyond
what is said to be darkness,
We will see the light.
Trapped, just like you and me
— scared of the dark.

Maybe.
Just maybe

©BY ABDULMALIK JIBRIL

Maybe,
If we could look through
What claims to be light,
We will see the darkness that rests behind.

Maybe,
If we could look beyond
what is said to be darkness,
We will see the light.
Trapped, just like you and me
— scared of the dark.

Maybe.
Just maybe

©JIBRIL ABDULMALIK

The sun is blazing..
I still don't want to wake up from sleep..
I still want to continue my dream..
I like living in my dreams..
Although sometimes dreams are strange..
But I'm not alone in other world..
Someone always accompany me..
Both in good dreams or bad dreams..
He always be there..

May I living in my dreams for entire my life ?
May I leaving this real world ?
May I loving someone in my dreams ?
May I laughing for all this drama ?

May I ...? May I ...? May I ...?
Maybe.. Yes..
Maybe.. No..

I hope you never feel alone knowing how I feel
I hope you never go to sleep feeling unwanted when I forget to say goodnight
I hope you smile when my name comes across the screen of your iPhone

But then again, of course you wouldn't feel alone, because I am not the one
And then again, you could never go to sleep feeling that way because she already said goodnight
And of course you are probably flipping your phone over on the table when it says "Maybe: Angela"