our once upon a time was
lost on hopeful memories,
dancing in the midst of
the things you wanted to forget.

i want to see you undo it.

my dream-stained heart is in
love with you
my heart races with your
head on my shoulders,
replacing the weight
of the world.

i want to see you undo it.

high voltage in your artsy
fingertips
like a sweet lullaby.
are you okay?

i want to see you but you're not mine.

Amongst the crowd
I can hear your heart beats so loud
I think I'm crazy
'Coz all around you is hazy
Everyone here is a good view
But no one is special except you!
I don't know if I'd take a risk
All i know with you is a bliss
I might get lost
Let's see where it goes
Maybe all is well
Or it will turn out as hell

When madly in love
One doesn't ask questions

Especially not why or how

And that is the most hopeful thing I've ever known

What if my sight deludes my brain
And shows me things that cannot be?
What if my brain deludes my sight
With shapes and colours distorting light?
What if a chair is not a chair,
A sky not a sky?
What if my body belongs
Outside of time, in ridges, in riffs, in kaleidoscopes,
Pinging around or forever mute?
What if I die, but am not dead,
Having never been alive
That what was breathe was CGI
That what was a heartbeat merely
A mythological god slamming against a drum?
What if my words are not my words
But belong to speakers in the past
My thoughts not mine, nor yours,
But passing adverts in the electrified air?
What if existence is without shape,
Unseeable, unmeasurable,
A perishable vapour already dissipating
Unable to form and never formable?
What if none of these words were written
None of these words were read,
Nothing appeared here-
Nothing has happened, or ever does,
Except in your unquiet head?

It's like you don't even know me
But you still say you love me

What do you exactly love?
The idea of me?
The portrait I choose to show you?

I know it's not the real me

I sometimes wonder if I showed you myself,
Open and honest,
Bare naked...

Would you still love me or would that love fall to the ground?

I'm going to
breathe
a little lighter
now
even if
it wont
last
as long
it might
not even
last
a whole
day

Well, I'll never know.

I promise to be good to you
I'll be the guy like you've never known
Whose intentions are everything but anything negative
I'll take care of you from flesh to bone

I promise to help you rediscover yourself
I'll be the best friend who'll always be on the lookout
That despite whatever may come against your way
I will be here hoping to make you smile throughout the whole day

I promise to be your guardian angel
That'll guide you in your path
We'll distinguish what's good and what's evil
And I'll make sure nothing bad will be meant to last

I promise to take care of you
Most especially, your heart
That it won't be like an unfinished puzzle, broken just like the way it was once left
Because a heart like yours deserves nothing but the best

I promise to be understanding
Despite how complicated the situation may be
Because nothing in the world can ever replace the love I have for you
Even when your seventy

I promise to wait until you are ready
Ready to give the keys to your heart once more
That even if it'll take the time to find a cure for cancer,
I will be patient until the moment you open the door

But with all these that I've promised, there is only one thing I ask from you:

Promise me that you will remain even if time and distance permits us to come short and lack

For I've already promised one thing before all these

And that is to take the risk of loving you

-even if I am uncertain that you will ever love me back.

The anchor weighs down the boat like a weary and uncertain heart. Aching and rusted, these chains increasingly weak as each roaring wave strains it more and more. The wooden sides of the boat are at maximum capacity, the mast already torn from the storm’s massive winds. Tears of god flood the deck as the storm grows nearer.

From inside the cabin sits a wise man upon an uncomfortable rusted chair. He no longer looks outside for signs of damage to the boat, as the boat is all he has left and he cannot handle worrying about it any longer. The cabin floor sways out to the open sea from the undertow, almost as if a magnet is pulling it away from the safety of the shore.

In just a few hours, the strongest force of the storm will be here. In anticipation, the man simply sits and waits in the vessel, fully prepared to go down with it, still clinging on to a clouded hope that his home will withstand its toughest test.

The man asks himself just one thing as he waits … “Will my heavy heart stay grounded through the toughest of times, or will the winds pull me drifting into the lonely sea? Time will tell. ”

the truth is that my heart feels like it’s broken and blooming all at once.
the truth is, i thought you might be the one
to reach in and rescue me.
the truth is
i cannot stop watching you,
i don’t know what it is that you want.
i don’t know if i could give it to you
if i knew.

the truth is that it has taken a long time for the pieces of my heart to fit right in my chest.
the truth is, i was just beginning to feel strong
again.
if only you knew how your smile has sent all my fault lines into a panic,
every inch of my body braced for the earthquake
bound to come, atoms
climbing into doorframes,
opening the bunkers.
even the way you put your hand in your pocket ***** me up. i can’t pretend anymore.
i’m not pretending.

the truth is i’d **** to put a stethoscope to your heart;
we can play doctor, two kids under the dinner table.
if you run out of here, full speed, i can’t promise i won’t follow.
the truth is,
i just want to know how it ends.

It's a mild early spring
Makes you wonder of changes it will bring
Could this be the planet's warning
That it can't handle all the warming
Or is mother nature smiling down
Seeing how the last three winters made us frown
Early spring, early spring
What are the changes of which you sing?