_her hands bathed in the sun

since I got back… it has been hard to write… anything at all…
it’s gone… well maybe

my friend’s hand… she wanted to hold it for me so i could capture the wild berry…

Golden String

My heart is searching for love in the deserted streets
As winter deepens, yesterday’s love story have now become scars
Scars that wonder again how it feels like to get pain from love
Cause the pain of loneliness is somehow harder to bear.

It is inevitable that that golden string will have to break one day.
And the heart will fall and be lost or welcome in the hands of an unknown but true feeling…
This is how deep inside I know that one day I will have to love you just for the sake of love.

.bench

mom,

I sat on that bench and I wondered about tomorrow and what I want to be. I wonder if I really want it…

If I did, I wouldn’t be here wondering about the uncertainty of tomorrow. But I did. Mother do I really want it?

This short acoustic song

This short acoustic song is making my heart waver,
In this cruel town I heard someone shout: “The end of the world.”
So I closed my eyes and said :”It’s about time”
If it ever happens, and I never got to see your face,
I am pretty sure that Jesus’ arm will mend my broken wishes.
I’ve asked you for forgiveness for so long,
But those simple words never got through this glass wall between us.
You couldn’t even read my lips but you know my feelings are fading away,
The pages where I wrote your name are disappearing,
Letter by letter you are fading away, and becoming a bitter past
And since my demand of forgiveness didn’t get through,
This short acoustic song will mend this hurt.

.blow me away

my teacher got sick again, so there was no class,
I sat in my room, the cold air is blowing my tears out.
Somehow when I read it again, a spirit of pity captivated me
I prayed for him.

Warm

Dear mom,

A boy with white shorts, sat next to me. I didn’t see his face but he made himself quite comfortable. He was warm for what I recall, he was really warm. His thigh got really close to mine and I felt his warmth escaping lightly through his body and penetrating mine. Like a soothing tea on my throat, his warm thigh made me high. I was reluctant at first but it felt like an invitation then I started to get closer to him, we could have made love in that bus… His warmth was not from this world.

Ghost

Dear L…

- It is the season of whishes right? I thought
- I want someone to fall in love with me, I want to fall in love with him too.
If I ever see your face again will I love you again? Will I love you again? I try and try to look for something better, but my heart hasn’t forgotten. The love that I never had, that love is haunting me everyday at night, like a ghost looking for its soul.

London

I want to go to London and see your face,
I want to see your eyes how they shine,
I want to touch your soft skin…

I want to go to London and see your face,
Because I am longing for you here,
So I want to go to London and met up with you.
I want to feel your love,
Just like I want to hear your voice.
I want to go to London and smell your sweet scent.
I want to go to London…

My dear, I want to go to London and love you.

Friends

Friends are sweet, friends are bitter,
Friends are angels and diamonds,
And loneliness is a dark taint in the heart.

True friends are God-sent
Their soothing presence
Is like seizing a piece of heaven with bare hands

Friends are heavenly, Good friends are God-sent,
True friends are fallen angels

Like her, she is my fallen angel
They are my fallen angels,

And if in this world I can’t express my gratitude to them
Then may God keep a place for them in heaven.

Goodbye Love

Starry nights disappear under the suburban city lights
Just like the first love that we have forgotten years ago.

Goodbye love,
This sky doesn’t give us a chance to meet again

Goodbye love,
You made me believe that hearts are only meant to be broken,

Goodbye my miraculous shiny star.
I can’t change the past,
I might change the future
But the present is the truth where I am living
And it is more important…

Goodbye love.

pic credit to sxc.hu edited by me