Best places aren't those
That visited the most,
But those that keep you close
To loved ones, dreams and hopes

Life is not easy, my love
Life is too short
But we yet listened to them
instead of holding our hands

We didn't trust ourselves
our trembling, doubting heart.
I think I got scared
and made us move apart

A stranger you were
but I fell in love
so, I tried to sense myself
avoiding have me hurt

Now dearly I do  pay
as many poems as I wrote
my heart is still in pain

All these feelings, my love...
Will you fight for me
or should I throw them away?

I feel your reluctance once again
but you've shown me boldness back then
What is now? I  don't understand

A clouded veil all over you
I feel it always there..
Are you in pain, my love?
Did I  hurt you someway?
Or just your pessimism prevails?

Many things remained unsaid
It's time the play came to an end
Don't you think too, my love?
that truth is the only way
to push the pain away

I understand that words may come out wrong sometimes
but your eyes...
they never lie, my love

Big, sparkling eyes
charming like you
but a long, sad story
I see behind the blue

Just remember
I  care about you

Now, heal my wounds
Give my hopes a stay
or make clear to me
I  won't be yours anyway

am I a misfit?
the ticking clock detonates
only time will tell

I'm going to
Throw our whole book
Into the river
And drown it with my screams

I am going to
Hope
It floats away
With nothing more than ****** streams

I am going to
Jump into the water myself then,
I am going to plummet and pray
That the waves are struck by lightning,
Setting fire to my body, our book,
Both of our dreams.

I can't sleep


I want to dream


At least during those times


There is still "us"

Tangled unfinished thoughts  
rehearse midnight waltzes
in attempts to fill the gaps
left behind by transient dreams

I hope these words
will reach you

I hope this feelings
will be felt by you

I hope my hugs
will comfort you

I hope our hearts, mind, and soul
will be be connected

And someday all those hopes will come true
I believe in destiny
But I will also make it happen

And I hope
You are ready

You are the one that got away,
Something that lingers on my mind all day.
Regret, sadness, and sorrow are what I feel,
Whenever I think that you are not real.

What could I have been?
There are things that can not be seen.
Dreams that no matter how hard I try,
I can not seem to take off and fly.

If things were a little different,
And I was not indifferent,
Will I be what I could have been?
Or will it still be a familiar scene?

You are the one that got away,
But do I really need to stay here all day?
Acceptance and happiness are what I aspire to feel,
Whenever I think that you are not real.