I was searching for a meaning,
Courage and a gun
When I found you
In the middle of a disaster in bloom,
And every inexplicable detail suddenly made sense
Rain of petals and unfinished poems:
You were light in the late hours of my nights,
But eyes that reflect my face
Will never reflect the twilight ahead of us
Yes, I’ve been writing a lot today.
My mind tells me strangers think I look lonely,
But I blame today’s sky
For the sadness around me
Passersby and bystanders
Will never know that on a regular Monday,
Wandering around without an umbrella,
I stumbled upon the beginning of my life
Won’t you ever tell me
Where I should head to?
Maybe someday heavy clouds will fall down
To collide into us
And where I’m meant to be
Just doesn’t matter
Yesterday is gone —
All alone. Life has just begun
And the past doesn’t matter
I took some nice sky pictures today. Will post them all, eventually.
In the beginning, our lives collided
Swiftly and unpredictably,
Just like how tragedies are made
After the end of our universe,
What is left to desire?
A glance of your eyes
And hands that could never be held —
I’m fragile, I’ve always been
So easy to hurt
Left under the manmade stars of a sky I secretly fear,
The vastness of my future terrifies me.
If this is sadness, I do not know.
I’m only longing for what I never had
Photo: Teatro Amazonas – Taken in Manaus, Brazil.
There’s only one Springtime in life —
You have to sing it flowery
For God gave us voices to sing