To be a reader
Is to hold a world in your hands
And absorb it through widened eyes.

tell me you're done
but say it to me softly
don't wanna feel the rush
of being broken-hearted

if i ever stop
to think and reflect
i'll never catch up
back to where i should be

I wish I met some people earlier ,
Some a little later,
And some never at all.

Cheeks turning pink to red and vine
gasping for breath with a blank mind;
smearing dried lips with my tongue,
hearing songs that were unsung;
forgetting what to vocalize,
unable to hide the reactions of the surprise;
experiencing stunning silence amidst crazy talks,
unable to **** the crazy gwak,
this is what your touch does to me,
a feeling that I never want to flee;

You always ask:
"If your friends wanted to jump off a bridge, would you?"
and I say no, of course...

But
secretly
I hope I'm asked to go first

and you do, too

I want to be a magic like nature
Unpredictable but admirable.