Before and after
Well, we know the differences
To joke a little bit
To do pep talk a little bit
To drop the needle,
On where we sit
To burn the cold when it's frozen
To cool it off when it's hot like hell
To share some weights when it's overload
To console and say all is well
To simply stay whatever how it is
To be with no one else out there
Not only be the love of our college
To say the word love 'til one could not bear
and having me, simply acknowledge
To be careless never again nonetheless
None of the changes have surprised me as such
Just a history repeating itself
To spare me, a little time
Am I asking too much?
Thursday, May 23, 2019
Saturday, May 11, 2019
Lost
A lesson,
A blessing,
She's both.
A reason
For growth.
Receiving our everyday's pat
La grand amour
Even more than that,
She's my saviour
Picking our usual cup,
Talking about our usual affair
How can I even pick her up,
When she's not there?
Mentally died the first time I lost her
Who knows what will happen,
The second time things do not concur?
Still thinking I'm doing fine
Distance makes me do things out of line
Running out of how to greet
Feeling like walking through a one-way street
Exploring this new world of yours
Hoping my vision won't bring me to my all fours
On the seaside, a fistful of sand
Slipping right through my hand
What we do now did reverse
The words that are said now did diverse
Still believing all are hopeful
To be or not to be, careful
A blessing,
She's both.
A reason
For growth.
Receiving our everyday's pat
La grand amour
Even more than that,
She's my saviour
Picking our usual cup,
Talking about our usual affair
How can I even pick her up,
When she's not there?
Mentally died the first time I lost her
Who knows what will happen,
The second time things do not concur?
Still thinking I'm doing fine
Distance makes me do things out of line
Running out of how to greet
Feeling like walking through a one-way street
Exploring this new world of yours
Hoping my vision won't bring me to my all fours
On the seaside, a fistful of sand
Slipping right through my hand
What we do now did reverse
The words that are said now did diverse
Still believing all are hopeful
To be or not to be, careful
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