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.
Spring Blooms, fades Feeling, falling, fleeting Time to let go Fall
Coffee Addictive, sweet Inhaling, sipping, reminiscing Crave for another cup Dark
The thing about love is so broad that no matter how you try to define it, still words doesn't seem to fit.
Guard your heart well. You may never know when someone would stick their knife through it. You can always stitch it back but you'll have to teach yourself to love and live with a scar.
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.
Take me back to the place where I'm gonna be alright. Where I'm gonna be alright.
Love may not work out for me but at least for the others. I think I can live with that.
All the best happens when the world turn on its light at night.