what feels like home
is remembering the taste of morning breakfast
while the sun is still sleeping
and the coffee beans smells so fresh
it is the wake up time and how
you loved to stay in bed for five more minutes
when mom yells at me for not
cleaning the sink properly;
it is waiting up for dad to come home
waiting for his hugs and chocolates;
it is when dad back hugs mom while she was busy
and I'll laugh coz I think its funny because she'll complain;
it is when brother is extremely mad at me
after being caught of playing his electric guitar
it is when the doggos are playing with us
in the middle of the night while the tv is on
what feels like home are simple little things
that made us want to go home
instead of finding reasons to escape
I'm coming back to the same house everyday
but still I miss to feel what true home is...

hurry
pick up the phone,
call me
find the right words
you must've to say
or else you'll find me dead
tonight --

when you both smiled at the camera
I captured it with my two teary eyes
when you held her hand
and she held yours
the walls that covers my soft soul,
it breaks.
you've exposed me in so much danger
my fragile heart weeps
when you walk away and let me
stare at you until you're gone
i felt numb
my whole body was shaking
when you took my heart away
then slowly break it everyday
the day you decided to follow your happiness
that was the day you left me
yes, you're happy without me

you don't even have to read this one
you're way too good in breaking my heart

just when I'm about to take my first step away from you,
from all of the memories we had, there I find Melancholy
she's actually nice, she stayed actually longer than we did
and so she became my best friend
It was so clear that you filled every compartment of my heart
but when we unconsciously cut everything between us off
it withers like the garden flowers under the sovereignty of the master's sun
guess?
Melancholy replaced you completely.
now that she's living in me,
goodbye, former self, call me Melancholy

love and selfishness combined
is just selfishness alone
for there are no two different things
are neutral
the other will subside and the other will dominate

everyone wished to become a star
but every star just wished to become nothing
who would like to become hundred thousand years dead
and be recognized and admired by everyone who sees
them and there sufferings from lightyears away
everyone thinks that being a star is magnificent
but no one thinks about the collisions
and the dark matter and blackholes and crashing
no one
no one
no one
no one
except those who once became like them
and that is



no one.

a thought visited his preoccupied mind again
as the galaxies are making its way to her
this man will wish  upon the stars
because he knew that they will listen
and all the celestial bodies will grief with him
when no one understands nor sees his pain
thoughts of her is the best he could think of
but why it is like the best things are worsts too
he begin to utter words of i miss you's
but no matter how loud it was, he was voiceless
just letting the tears drown him in such sadness
if time lapses are existing in real life
he will replay every second she was there
and skip every fights and every cries
no, life's too cruel for it to happen
in the blink of an eye, she became like one of the stars
there in a far away land of shining lights
giving him hope, giving them hope
but for him, she's not a star, not even the brightest
for him, she is the entire universe
that every time he will look above the skies
he will weep and after that is a bittersweet smile
a pure love that is severed in the land
will be continued somewhere else
and he believes
someday, they will meet again there...
in a much better place.