loving you just like 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔.

I walk into your garden,
all of the flowers are blooming,
butterflies come alive.
it's so breathtaking just your face,
wind kisses my face and makes my heart blooms
and it's the feeling of 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈.

when we hit together,
I can feel your warm breath
just like sun in the summer,
kissing my skin.
I'm melting when I look into your eyes
and it's the feeling of 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓.

dried leaves fall everyday
just like my heart can't stop beating for you.
all I can see is brown and orange and yellow leaves.
even though I can't find the green leaves
but I still have you in my world
and it's the feeling of 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒏.

it's cold outside,
but your smile warms my heart
and burns the heat of my body.
everything is white,
feeling cold wind blows towards us.
and yeah, it's the Christmas season.
the 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 season,
the season I walk into your winter wonderland.

the stone that I grabbed had broken,
and I had lost something which was priceless.
words that left in my mind unspoken,
and they said that I was heartless.

the stone couldn't be fixed again,
and I had lost my magical light.
everything was over as nothing could regain,
I regreted that I didn't hold it tight.

finding my hopes in the dark,
but no light to show me the way.
I wanted something which could spark,
but all the stones were far away.

the stone once was my star,
but now it becomes my scar.

moon reflects the light,
share my sadness with moonlight,
fades away the blue.

B urn glittering with
L ight,
U nder the starry sky,
E ndlessly as my love.

L oving you are blue,
I ntensely, irately,
G etting more and more.
H opping you
T o see when I'm still burning with light.

I once was so eager to find the meaning of life,
never knew the reason why of facing the strife.
I was naive, thinking life was easy before,
as I grew older, I'd learned a little more.

now I understand, not to find the meaning of life,
'cause I'm the the one who define my own life.
albeit delightful or woeful I'll feel,
it's all depend on the way I choose to live.

it's like walking into a garth,
overwhelmed by the blossoms.
there's nothing better than this
making my heart whole blooms.

yet it's like an autumnal equinox,
there's a time to whither and die.
albeit leaves fall on the ground,
but I bet it'll be remembered.

I feel not blithe nor blue
whilst entering the whole new chapter,
'cause it won't be the same like before.
it makes me to wonder,
how blue will be defined after?

snowflakes
fall little by little,
this town becomes
whiter and whiter.

old memories
keep lingering in the air,
cold breeze
can never blow them away.

in her mouth
the snowflakes melt,
in her lungs
the bitterness overspreads.

old memories
are too precious
to be thrown,
yet too heavy
to be held.