Somethings are better left unnoticed because it could create unpleasant effects if we would give our attentions to it.
Some words are better left unexpressed because it could hurt other people even if it’s true.
Some feelings are better left unexpressed because we don’t have the right to show and feel it.
Some ways are better left undone because we could aggravate what’s already been a mistake.
Some people are better left unloved because they are not even worth it.
Some rights are better left non fight because we know we will not gonna win in the end.
It’s so hard to bear that there are factors in life that’s better left untouched because they don’t make any difference at all. It would be a lot more easier for us if we would just leave it as it is, no more no less.
Just as it is.
If it’s love we won’t call it a one night stand.
If it’s love I won’t be hurting this much.
If it’s love there will be spark whenever we kiss.
If it’s love I won’t feel any regrets.
If it’s love we will treasure every seconds, every minute, every moment, but then we never did.
If it’s love it’s worth the risks but then again in the end everything doesn’t make sense.
If it’s love I should have called you mine.
If it’s love everything will stay as it is and will never ever fade and die.
It was Friday when I packed my bags and grab my camera and endured a 2 hour flight to Bangkok, Thailand. When I breathe Siams air it taste like experience. As soon as I step into their land I said to myself, this is the place that suits me well. Simple and very welcoming. In an instant Bangkok became my favorite city in the world.
I step inside and seated.
The first thing I noticed
the place is empty
and I realized
it’s just you and me.
I flipped through the menu pages
of random dishes I never tasted.
I was about to try something else
but I just ordered fried rice instead.
I may look dumb there
because you reach out to me
and said something
instantly I replied “there’s no need”
when I didn’t even hear what you said.
Well, that’s me.
When I look at you
you do look like someone
oh fuck I said to myself
I fall for that face
your black shirt
your black jeans
the way your jeans hangs on your hips
all really fits well
I keep staring at you
praying that you’re staring at me too
but my mind is just playing tricks
and my heart feels like thumping
dumb dumb dumb dumb
And then BAM!
I caught you’re looking
fuck again I said to myself.
then I stand and walk away
still with an untouched fried rice on my plate.