One day you’re on the top of the world then the next thing is you will find yourself walking away from all the pains inside you. In the world where you can be alone and just sit and sip a cup of coffee and read an actual book. It’s temporary but a comfort.
Between us there’s nothing more to say.
A silence is what we really need.
A distance is a lot more better.
Whenever we talk,
there is misunderstanding.
If we don’t there will be confusion.
and then the question will left hanging.
Unanswered.
Are you okay, are we okay?
The feeling is like a wild flower
It grows everywhere.
but always taken for granted.
Most of the time.
Scratches.
Empty words.
Can’t find the right words.
Bare letters were left on the table
and nothing more.
Remain untouched
not even a word was scribbled.
Once upon a time fairies spreads its wings. Unicorn shines into the darkness. Rainbow have golds in its end. Mermaids have long red hair. Four clover leaf grows everywhere. Genie grants 3 wishes. Kites fly in the summer light. A phoenix rose from ashes. Witch makes love potion. Gecko cries. Pandora opens the box. Diamonds are forever. Dwarf rules the mine. Geisha puts on white make ups. Cupid raise its bow and arrow. Love never dies. A prayer answers many question. Planets revolved around the sun. Shamrock gives luck. A man loves a woman. But somethings never last. Some stayed. Others leave. Some are just forgotten and most of them remains jus once upon a time.
I tried to fly
yet I can’t find my wings.
I drop to the ground
with nothing to hold on.
I fought being dragged down.
I grip into the darkness.
I struggle to survive
and keep on breathing.
Life have been drifted away
I’m barely alive
When I closed my eyes.
Everything stops.
I’m counting every steps.
I’m catching my breath.
My heart beats like in a race.
My way is still too far to reach.
Why it is so difficult?
It’s been always so hard for me to find a place where I blend in. Most of the time the problem is that I would always feel awkward whenever I make a step towards something or somewhere.
Singapore Night festival
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.
Evelina Mario 