When will the sky fall
And when will the leaves stop dancing to the wind?

When will the colours fade
Till all that's left are black and white?

When will the buildings collapse
And rumble till the earth is flat once again?

Life is like music,
Sailing through the accélérandos and ritardandos,
Sometimes a little crescendo with a hint of decrescendo,
The melody so sweet,
But do not get deceived,
For life is a prelude,
And the composers are ever changing.

She's down,
Dejected,
Mishaps of the past few days,
Taking a toll on her.

She's frustrated,
Annoyed,
Karma from her previous lives,
Served on her plate.

She's confused,
Full of thoughts,
These has all dawned upon her,
What has she ever done.

Don't compare,
Don't worry,
Don't startle,
Don't panic.

She wants to scream,
Jump, cry, sleep.
Gone by the minute,
She wants to laugh.

Or much rather, cry.

Oh why did I ever return,
To the heart where problems lie,
Where troubles are soon to catch up,
Where sleepless nights are spent.

Oh why did I ever leave,
The place that holds my heart dearly,
Where memories were made and cherished,
Where all I did was enjoy the ride.

Oh why have I come,
To this state where,
Lying like a starfish on my bed,
Doesn't feel comfortable at all.

We have a connection,
Stars connected in constellation,
Eyes locked upon each other,
We knows there's something one way or another.

We were strained,
For god knows what happened,
No longer the same,
For we both know there's something in our lanes.

And so I went to sleep,
Thinking things will never change,
That we'll be like this,
But I woke up smiling.

You were there,
Laying on the floor,
Tapping on your iPhone 9,
For what dimension we were in, I don't know.

And I decided to sit down,
And converse,
Where the guts came from,
I don't know.

As if sitting down wasn't enough,
I lied down next to you,
Still playing with your phone,
Intrigued with the apps in it.

And you moved closer to me,
Tucked your head into my neck,
Wrapped your hands around me,
And I smiled.

Patted your head,
And told you,
Someone's downstairs,
But you didn't care.

There we were,
How I always wanted things to be,
But it took a wrong turn,
And I never wanted to admit it,
But it hurts, to see that this is all a dream.

It was cherished,
As it was appreciated,
But it came all too fast,
To be gone too soon.

She was nothing but optimistic,
Too happy,
Too cheerful,
Too happy go lucky.

Until it all came tumbling down,
To have nothing,
And everything gone,
In the blink of an eye.

She was all but optimistic,
Too sad,
Too dull,
Too scared.

For having too much,
Feeling too much,
For knowing that,
All happiness comes with a price.

And it all became a cycle,
To knowing too much,
Then being thrown over the edge,
The cycle that has ever been known to her.