Your everspinning thoughts
perfectly challenges mine
Intriguing discussion daytime
makes you sleep better after nine
You know I'm the one
who'd keep your mind busy
If you're gonna share a lifetime
Why wouldn't spend it with me
couldn't lie to yourself either?
this one's particular?
Go further?
Tell me again,
the story about when
the turqoise wave crash the corals
& the wind harshly whispers
Sighing into serenity
that supposed to make you happy
yet, you still look around for he
& suddenly felt empty
tell me that tale,
through the vacant stare
Over a cup of tea
See you in next life baby
Promise me,
Next life you’d recognize these hazel eyes faster
They stare empty without you, yet glitters
as you come & stand closer
Coz three years ago, you failed to remember
Went separate ways, when we shoulda been together
Could’ve ended the cycle
Get ready the storm is coming.
All hell break loose, flooding
Been holding it inside anticipating
About time to let the waves crashing.
Hold on to whatever sanity left
It's better than having regret.
Let me through without any sense
Truth shall prevail, with the consequence
If I were her
I wouldn't wanna loose u either
I'd be enraged to find out
If u're seeing other
Did I get u in trouble?
How should I know that u'r with her
u're the one suggesting dinner
If only I were, one year earlier
by urside sooner
I wouldn't be the one
Who'd gotten over
Wish I could put a spell and kiss your cheek
So that you'd peacefully fall asleep.
I've always been yours, I will tell you why
But could you wait for a little while?
I have a strong reason to be with you
Reason that no one could deny
You'll see, when I explain it through
The fate we don't need to defy.
Trust me, I understand your gloomy & fog
The connection we have is too strong
So close your eyes, remember you're precious & loved
Because being with you, is like coming home
I wanna go with him
To the planetarium of R18
Watching fake constellations
projected to the dome
Gigling awkwardly on how weird
Love story of the Greek
I wanna go with him
To the book-and-bed
To sniff on paperbacks
Finding treasures on the rack
And perhaps a lil nap
What about ice cream
On our way home?
The one with warabi toppings
On a waffle cone.
We don't even have to hold hands
Just a bow to eachother at the end
And promise of more conversation
Next time we meet again.
