Calm.
Fresh air.
Pink and orange sky.
Meaningful talks.
Right moment.

It's not loud or obvious.
But it's still there.
It lingers in the stolen glances.
You just feel it.

At night, ruminating.
I'll run to you.
I'll come to you.
Take my kidney with you.

We both breath the same air of agony.
We both speak the same language of shattered souls.
We both put an elated mask on a glum face.

Even in the dark, I saw you.
I saw the mourning eyes.
I saw the sunken scars.

I feel the urge.
I feel the warmth.
I feel the silence.

You're a beautiful piece of art.
You're a calm ambient music.
You're an unturned page.

If you're going to take me right now, take me.
I would rather die in my sleep than feel the feeling of dying every day.

In reality, relationships are messy, and when the relationship is messy, you don't just run away. When you really love the person, that's the time you're going to stay.

I'm lost in my emotion
Butterflies in my stomach
Your voice in my head
I do. I do deeper

I found you
I had a feeling that I had known you
And felt like you knew me
Like we're connected from past lives

I was in the dark for a long time
But you shine so bright and color me yellow
I never thought I'm gonna love this
Your warm embrace every morning, my sun.