Behind The Glasses

“We kissed under the same Sun, but landed on different Moon.”

i will sing a lullaby you missed, i will be the lips you always kiss, i will play a melody to make you pleased, i will hug your soul and all of your curves, i will left my fingerprints all over your nerves, but,  will you?

maybe, someday, somehow and somewhere, we will meet again at the crossroads, not to walk together, but, to wave hand, smile, and figure out. both of us were on the right path. although with a different purpose. with the same feeling that never changes.

Have a faith in your dreams and put them on the stars. Even if everyone doubts it and tries to tear down the sky.

My hand's feeling empty since you left. I tried to grab an air to feel your existence or hold the sun to feel your warmth. But all I need is your hand to greet mine and fill my void arms with your affection.

I remember when we started a conversation without a reason, but hardly to forget how we moved away without a word.

I don’t write for today. I do write for my future self – My own reminder when I’m feeling down and hopeless. When there’s nothing can boost up your gloomy feelings except yourself.

Certain of things sometimes better being untold. Because nobody is really care about what you've been through. They're only care about what you can do.

Giving up doesn’t always mean you are win or lose. Sometimes its all about know your limit.

Our sacred soul craves of dirty love.

The real love may not be seen by the eyes. That’s always heart to feel that.

I wish I knew the reason why you left, so I can make it right.

We do cry and smile when we are happy. This proves that crying doesn't always mean we are sad, as smiling doesn't always mean we are happy.

There's a lot of beautiful things in life. Sadly sometimes we only aware of the big boundaries in front of us, despite the flowers in our hands.

You don’t have to wait completely intact to shine and be precious. Just be like a crescent moon whose presence is always awaited and daring to shine despite knowing some of herself is missing.

Nestled in your Heart

You can't heal hypocrites with hypocritical statements.