the bedslats creak to the beat of
my heart and
with no other heart to beat against
mine, its sound i loathe-- not
that i'm unglad of its existence; for
each beat calls (it silent, yells

seeking its other) to be met to be
shared-- for none seem to hear it
but my tired and distractable ear
only
in its silence ever will i rest

I hate being dramatic,
But being insincere to you even worst.

Those words you told me,
Taste like a dark chocolate,
It was bitter to swallow,
So I drank milk to remove the bitterness
Which mean no worries between us

I'm not mad nor sad,
Just a lil disappointed,
And unglad that I was right.
You made me wave a white flag twice.

But please, no worries,
You're tough, really tough
You been through a lot,
I refuse to make it difficult to you

If it hard, I'll make it easier.
If plan A failed, I'll make plan B.
You carry the world on your right hand,
I'll be your left hand.
You're a bird inside a cage,
I'll set you free.

I don't want you reading my words and say; "You're just saying it."
No, I don't wanna spreading ****
They called as "beautiful lies"

I really want to hold my words,
Be your biggest supporter.
I'll be a woman of my words,
In a good friend way.