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.
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.
Feeling, falling, fleeting
Time to let go
The thing about love is so broad that no matter how you try to define it, still words doesn’t seem to fit.
Love may not work out for me but at least for the others. I think I can live with that.