Monthly Archives: May 2015

It hangs, it lingers. It confuses the thoughts of me. In this limbo, I wait. You can’t tell. You can’t show. How silence grows. How absence blows. In this limbo, I pray. It bothers, it destroys. It longs for the … Continue reading →

There is a dream that is lost somewhere and found by someone else. One time ago I dreamed to write my history and lend my hands to the world. But I did not become the one. I walked the other … Continue reading →

There is a secret universe in my room when the lights are off and I close my eyes. No one can see, no one can enter except me, and my secret universe is you. 2015

You and I were blind. Then, we let this love slip by. One, we misjudged. Two, false alarm. Three, carried away. Can we bring back time? Four, we tried. Five, here we are and we come to the conclusion that … Continue reading →

Perfect. I can be perfect. But I know I am not. Too soon. When I see you again, I know I can be myself. If I can be honest, I only love you on a Sunday noon. I don’t know … Continue reading →

There is love wrapped in paper foils and the air smells like a basket of magnolias. High is the feeling like a wave of intensity and a roller-coaster ride. I hum a famous song. You can’t wait to stress yourself … Continue reading →

You said everything on Friday. The words, the heights, the depths of what matter for you and how you love me unconditionally are all uttered. I look at your eyes frozen in awe while my feet are numbed on the … Continue reading →

I walk past the rush-hour avenue. All the red light signs stuck too long. Bumper to bumper and suppressed anger from young to older drivers can’t be better. This day is heavy, this day is when we find out that … Continue reading →

Loops, up and down. Slide into dreams and the afternoon slips like a bad song. Zigzag, left and right. Dive into cold waters and the summer heat is gone like an end time. Circles, on and on. Run into the … Continue reading →

It comes. It comes. The first thing I feel is the first lonely hour of the morning. I shrug the thought that bothers, the thought that shatters, the thought that hinders. Oh, I cannot go on like this with all … Continue reading →