Underneath the moonlight,
Genuine laughters were heard
We were young, and happy and blessed, though a bit stressed.
The grass field shall be our witness,
That we were still living,
With joy, amidst the pain that is scarred into our hearts.

Woke up okay
But hard to get up
Because you're drowning in tears
It felt like years
Patient my dear
For it has only been day two

It was almost a day
But I couldn't wait
So I say
Is this real
To which they reply
Yes it is

I sense a small spark
Wanting to burst out
But poor soul
For the body too often
Go for others to seek validation
Fly away dear soul
Find your way back home
To where the fire
Can combust fiercely
And not to be extinguished
By the weakened spirit

How was it like
Before nighttime become
"In need of your attention" time
How did it felt like
Before the moon now reminds me of you
When was the last time for me
To be happy and content by my own solace
How was it
When I do not require any assurance
How was life,
Before I'm in love with another

Your strength
Is what reminds me that storms aren't forever.
Your tenderness
Is what reminds me that to give will never reduce what you have.
Your voice
Is what makes my fears subside, slowly.
Your bravery
Is what strives me to finish my battle no matter how long.
Your love
Is what makes me alive everyday.

Shall I speak of my beloved?
Of his warmth,
That melts this coldness within,
Shall I count the days of laughter,
Of his silly behavior,
That charms this heart,
Shall I sing my profound love,
Of his kindness and empathy,
That touches others endlessly,
Shall I draw his smile,
That always lightens up a spark inside,
A garden full of flowers bloom in me
When I see you smile.
Shall I say these words
That's always been repeated but never once looses its meaning,
I love you, for as long as God wills.