I carry a camera...
And I take tens of photos a day...
I realized today my soul is also a camera...
A camera that only wants to take photos of you...
For the radiance of your smile...
And the spark of your eyes...
Are so beautiful when captured by a regular camera...
But my soul is able to capture your kindness and your resilience...
Just by looking deep in to your eyes I can tell how sweet and resilient you are...
My soul just wants to see you happy...
That is perhaps the one photo my soul wants to take...
A photo of you being happy....

Just a few weeks ago I said I didn't have enough of your kisses...
Not enough of your time...
Not enough of your company...
Now I say I've had enough of you...
Your lies...
You used me...
And I can't emphasize enough how I despise you...
I don't need your crumbs...
I've just had enough...

You are trying to shatter my dreams...
So I need to pick up the pieces...
No matter how small they are...
I can still make what my dream is...
I want to he happy...
And I will...
You can keep trying to shatter my dreams...
It does not matter...
The moment you tried to shatter them...
You stopped being a part of them...
You're not even a piece of it now...
Come to think of it...
You are not a dream...
You are a nightmare...

There is no moon tonight...
But the nearby lake was lit as if there was a full moon...
The light was so sweet and bright...
As if the whole solar system planets were moons...
All of this because two beautiful eyes filled the air with sweetness and brightness..
Lucky Lake...
Legend says locals changed the lake's name to Moon Lake...
For everyone will remember that day...
Your eyes have the brightness and sweetness of a thousand stars...
That is why they are my galaxy and my universe...

This morning my soul was jumping in one leg...
For I knew I would see you...
Now my heart is jumping...
Out of happiness...
For I saw you this morning...
My heart will always rejoice at good things happening to you...
My heart will jump in your presence...
And the bright of your eyes...
The sound of your laughter...
But it will also shrink when you're sad...
My heart seems to follow the rhythm in your eyes...
When they're bright... it jumps
When they're gloomy.. it shrinks...
I wish for a life where my heart will jump all the time...

I jump whenever I hear your voice...
And I jump on one leg whenever I see you...
But tonight...
It is my soul jumping on one leg...
As I know I will see you tomorrow...
Happiness is feeling our soul jumping on one leg...
Out of pure joy for those we care about...

The notes flow from the Sax...
As if chasing the Bass...
Or Dancing to the Piano Keys...
Or flirting with the Clarinet...
It is a riot out there...
A carnival of rhythm and music...
A non-stop celebration...
For Jazz is not a way living...
It is pure art...