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Here’s to a wonderful song. Just everything I need to say on a bright Thursday morning 
People I know, places I go, make me feel tongue-tied
I can see how people look down, they’re on the inside
Here’s where the story ends
People I see, weary of me showing my good side
I can see how people look down
I’m on the outside
Here’s where the story ends
Ooh here’s where the story ends
It’s that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes my eyes feel sore
Oh I never should have said, the books that you read
were all I loved you for
It’s that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes me wonder why
And it’s the memories of your shed that make me turn red
Surprise, surprise, surprise
Crazy I know, places I go
make me feel so tired
I can see how people look down
I’m on the outside
oh here’s where the story ends
ooh here’s where the story ends
It’s that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes my eyes feel sore
and who ever would’ve thought the books that you brought
were all I loved you for
oh the devil in me said, go down to the shed
I know where I belong
but the only thing I ever really wanted to say
was wrong, was wrong, was wrong
It’s that little souvenir of a colourful year
which makes me smile inside
so I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way
surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise
here’s where the story ends
Here’s where the story ends .
My dear, my love.
I never see you the same way you do.
Perfection belongs to everything you touch.
I realized how impossible I must have been when I heard those words you said the other day.
But I’m just a boring guy.
My highlight of the week? A trip to the movies.
But where’s the wrong in that when it is the same for me? Although, to be more specific, the brightness in my life comes whenever I get to steal a moment of your time. For a simple dinner, especially. Since breakfasts brings out the worst in you.
It is in your arms, that I find answers to my puzzles. It is in your world, only your world that wrong and right don’t matter.
And I don’t care if I have to turn off a million alarm clocks at 5am, because at least I know I’ll get to catch another glimpse of you when no one else does.
If I could, I’d take all the pain for myself. I’d keep the debts in my drawer. I’d take the phone calls at every hour. I’d drink cups of coffee to stay up all night. I’d do everything just so you can catch half a wink whenever you want to.
Yes, you gave me a car but shortened my fuse. Yet, you also taught me everything I never knew about patience and how unconditional love is actually possible in this world.
I wish you knew me a lot sooner, I really do.
I’d watch any dumb action movie twice if I knew you’d always sit beside me.
I’d listen to Miss Keys repeatedly if I could see you bop your head to her tunes everytime.
I’d drive you around 24/7 if I knew that you were proud for even once of my driving skills.
I’d wash every cup and every shirt just knowing that you would take the time to say thank you to me.
People would never leave if they are getting the most out of life.
And I am.
With you
Without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows
Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play
The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you
The earth turns, the sun burns, but I die, without you.
~ R.E.N.T
Bubbles. I can’t wait! At least, there’s something to look forward to. It’s been a while since I’ve been this excited. Too bad no one else shares it. Guess it’s the warmth. Like she understands how it’s okay to be silent.
If love could stay like this.
The red light of the sun,
slowly descending.
The sky is all I see,
it’s never ending.
We could fly,
you and I.
On a cloud,
kissing, kissing.
The wind plays with the leaves,
the weather turns colder.
But as long as we believe,
love doesn’t get older.
We could fly,
you and I.
On a cloud,
kissing, kissing.
On a journey of the heart,
there’s so much to see.
And when the sky is dark,
you’ll be right here,
right here with me.
Right here with me.
Kissing.
*Kissing~Bliss.
Not many can see this beauty. They’ll never come close.
What’s lost, can never be found. Each time, it’s different.
The people you meet, the scents you taste, the sights you imagine. You change, and you go on changing. There’s no stopping you. Nothing at all.
The wind calls out your name. But the clouds won’t cover you. The slow rhythm of the rain is all there is. Even the sound stays quiet this time around.
Picture the magnificent forest. Capture it in your heart. Take it out when you are most in need. Close your eyes and feel the moment. Breathe, like you’ve never lived before.
Rest on your pillow. Let it blanket your emotions. Turn the heater up, or down. Fly with your dreams. Sink with your thoughts.
Go on that slide. The roller coaster ride. Scream with the bare air. Clutch at the thin ones. Let go, let it go.
Train your sights to spot the colours. Paint with them. Move to the music. Dance like nobody’s there.
Forget the umbrella. Take the train. Walk on stilts. Bang on doors. Draw the curtains. Sleep on the floor.
Kick off your shoes. Pull out your dresses. Sit, with your face down. Smile at the slightest jokes. Don’t wait for them.
Run into the dark. Unlock the cupboard. Take out what’s yours. Leave the rest behind. Make your future mine.
Swish your head from side to side. Listen, as if God is finally speaking to you.
Descend down the cellar. Take up a bottle with you. Drive into the wild. Let the beasts outnumber the ones in you.
Stack your dishes. Bathe in the sink. Dip your toes in velvet. Bite into an apple.
Cross the street. Use the shovel. Plant your past in the pool. Wade through the space.
Don’t forget me, world.
Let them see what I see.
I finally understand what it all means.
The drama of the bitter moments, we sometimes even miss it.
Now bliss is waving right before me, but I have yet to reach out and grasp it fully.
That special day, that special Sunday. That was bliss.
That movie, that one you watched again.
The wrong ice cream flavour as I stifled a giggle.
The coffee, although I didn’t take any.
The accident, and how you felt happier just by seeing me after.
The couch and the TV, as your relatives met me one by one.
The romantic evening that you now refuse to acknowledge, although that was when I first fell in love with you.
Could I ask for more really?
Once again, it caught me by surprise. Didn’t know that it could appear this way.
Seeing the disappointment melt away. Watching as you unveiled the love you never hid.
I could have cried at that very moment.
Having thought I discovered before, only to discover that it was this very moment, that I rediscovered it all in the purest of ways.
I wish you would never have to leave. Never to watch me lock the gate. Or wave goodbye.
Do you know this feeling, this one that jolts you back into reality, thrusting the sweetness of life into your vision, your dreams?
It’s a little like love. The one you had always wanted to embrace. Not recognizing it when it’s upclose, because you’ve never seen one.
No, wait. Actually, it’s falling head over heels, all over again. In one full swing, one tall shot, one long swoop.
Sounding like the sylphs’ deafening wails in a garden of quiet solitude.
Though this came too late into the night. When I can do nothing but let you go, and watch you drive off into the distance.
As I silently pray for the minutes to pass by more quickly so that I can spoil myself with this treat of you, all over again.
*fingers crossed*
I’ll see you again soon my love. Without an ounce of doubt.
The brakes no longer screech as I hit on them.
To steer. To run with wheels that aren’t my own. To live. They now come in one straight line.
Pick it up. I know you’ll make it through.
We all do.
So this is what it feels like. To no end, my horizons roam free.
As far as the clouds can take me. As high as my courage flies.
I’ll be. I’ll always be.
Those trusting eyes will see me go further. One day, you’ll be sitting beside me without a worry in the world. I’ll bring you to places you’ve always wanted to meet. I’ll take you there.
With these hands, I promise.
Fly a little, the bunched up dove whispers.
The sky is clear, all is well, and you are here.
She is copacetic. Allergic to all things red.
Why does it whimper when the night ends too soon? The stars are all out to play in this winterless safari of sorts.
No better than a clown, feeling its way through beyond the bright, shiny nose.
She is to step out, in perfectly fitting shoes, to accelerate in one of her own soon.
Excitement is near, but the future is far. Still a belief, nevertheless.
Dancers without their heels, prancers without appeal. Moonlight washes over yet again, and sunshine waves the world over.
It’s V day tomorrow. First of its kind, especially for you.
Another season has past and I am still on the steps. Illogical conclusions interweaving dramatic imaginations ultimately leading to disastrous devastations. A pity this beautiful soul still has those wild unicorn clouds above her.
Twisting in and out, some lost, some found. Inertia brings me headon into the clearing, hushing the previous and shrugging off the silent.
A little growl emerges from within. She grips the handles till her knuckles turn green like eggs and ham.
Her fall has been noticed. Someone has dived down to break her fall. As she opens those eyes that say no more, no less, the face she sees is undoubtedly, the best.
Have you felt this before?
This feeling that finally dawns on you, that this is what the truth tastes like. Sinking your teeth into the frosting, biting into what is offered before you.
Take it or leave it. Acceptance, they say.
An epiphany for me, really.
This tranquillity is something that I have never experienced before. Protected by visions of pillows around me, cushioning my every bump and fall. Light as a feather, my mind dances from one to another, counting along with the quiet tocks and silent churns.
Maybe you didn’t know this before. Or maybe I never told you. But this is not the left turn that I was referring to. You have pulled me back onto the straight road, with the horizons right up ahead. I always thought that it would be clear blue. But with you, I’m letting the sunset seep in.
The panic, the emptiness, no longer factors that I have to face.
My suitcase has arrived. Brand new, smells of leather, like the one that always passed me by in the North court. Unzipping it, I realize that I may need another one sooner than I think.
Everyday, I pack a little piece of us into this thing we call ‘luggage’. Something that we lug around as we age, I suppose. It will be filled to the brim I’m sure, with nothing less than the spices from the pots of sugar I never thought would be on sale again.
Until we find a home for this bag, I will continue to cherish it, like I’m packing away a treasure trove of memories that in fact, just began over 65 days ago.
Holding hands have never been this heart-wrenching, when you know that letting go is just a second away; 10 minutes away; a night away before the touch returns.
Matrimonial vows. Perhaps I have never shared the novelty, the music that comes with this union of sorts, because I was never given the hope to imagine. I’m beginning to recognize my needs, my wants, the child that I have supressed for so long to make way for the one he acted like.
After all this, I am still thankful that the surface was never too far away. The light was never too high. The grass was never too green. My life still belonged to me, still mine, still the same, still alive.
It’s surreal still. I have to remind myself that you do exist. That I deserve to be loved too. Like all the hearts in the world.
Betrayal is subjective; it can appear in many forms. He no longer bothers the silent river, because insignificance is ideal at this moment in time.
Sometimes, I do reflect on the past. Nostalgia hits me like the barren wind, but you must recognize this not as yearning. Memories, they stay strangely in place waiting for moments that will remind you of them. The peaceful ones draw you back in time, lulling you to sleep and departure into the world of imageries. The sad ones, sadly bring no benefit, only existing to remind you that you’re human, after all.
I don’t remember when was the last time, holidays came with such anticipation. Freedom found, life is no longer wasted with trepidations and unwanted conversations.
Everything that I’ve longed to see, to have and to hold. They are right beside me now.
As you are.
Nothing means more than this carpeted path, this veil, this kiss and the silver spoon.
As you are, my dear. As you are.
For as long as I remember, I had always bled being without you.
Now, it’s with you. With you my babe.
With you.
Oh, I’m into you and
No one else would do
With every kiss and every hug
You make me fall in love
And now I know I can’t be the only one
I bet there’s hearts all over the world tonight
With the love of their life who feel
What I feel when I’m with you, with you, with you, with you, with you…
Dreaming of moments when I can snuggle up to you, beside you or just far away watching you closely with the wings that I have been bestowed upon once again.
I’m so glad to be yours
You’re a class of your own and
Ooh little cutie, when you talk to me
I swear the whole world stops
You’re my sweetheart and
I’m so glad that you’re mine
You are one of a kind, and
You mean to me what I mean to you
And together baby there is nothing we won’t do
Hearing your voice, there’re no words I wish to indulge in more.
Imagining your face, there’re no eyes I’d rather sleep in than in those twinkles that go on forever.
No hurry. No rush they say.
Even you say we have the rest of our lives. But this hunger, tells me I need to have you now.
That you’re the last I see before good night. And the first I kiss on a morning’s breath.
I don’t want nobody else
Without you there’s no one left, and
I gotta have you and I cannot wait now
Hey babe, say you care for me
You know I care for you
You know that I will be true
You know that I won’t lie
You know that I will try
To be your everything
It’s perfection that causes this disbelieve. I have to blink a hundred times just to understand. That this is nothing less than perfection in a person. In a man.
I regret to tell you that I’ve been fooled, that I’ve forgotten how inhumane I can be rejecting rain from the Gods and fruit from the Earth.
Gluing up the sides of this puzzle, please hear me when I say I don’t have enough to go quickly enough. Wait for me, wait for me my love.
And I will never try
To deny that you are my whole life
‘Cause if you ever let me go
I would die so I won’t run
I don’t need another one
I just need you or nothing
‘Cause if I got that
Then I’ll be straight
Baby you’re the best part of my day
My day when it’s with you, with you, with you.
I wish you could share this moment with me, as my heart feels like it’s bursting forth with stardust and magic.
With new hopes on this horizon, I truly can’t wait till the island calls by the moon and sea.
