even if our hearts would never meet the way we do, and even if we are destined no more — I’d still hope to meet you in the next life. Because in there, my heart would still beat for you.” – El (Meet me in my afterlife)
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Everything seems calm Like the emptiness of my palm Not until you came again And disturb me in my gin I gave you the purest love I have You gave me flowers made of lies But I am still and forever be a fool I still love your fake love after all I am fierce…
Read moreAnd suddenly, we stop talking again.
All those laughters and dramas we shared are now part of the past, our past. Now, I am just a memory on your mind slowly subsiding, slowly fading and will soon to vanish. You might forget every details of me but I treasured you somehow that I have recorded every memories of ours on my…
Read moreThe wind shrilled and screamed…
.. on a windy Friday night. It was so cold yet we are still sitting on the white sand at the edge of the seashore. I look at my watch and realized it was quarter to 11 PM already yet we are just there admiring the beauty of the different shades of blue that the…
Read moreLove will never be specific…
… for it resides the purity of hearts as we are to someone. Love is not the glammed drama girls get during their sixteenth year, nevertheless the feels of skipping a heartbeat whenever his scent wanders around. Love is not something we get to choose in between, even if it takes fifty pages of a…
Read moreAnd, I keep hoping…
… I hope one day you could remember how I am fond of horror movies and thrillers even if you don’t. I hope one day you could remember how we wrote poems that filled the coldness of our void, and how we believed that happy-ever-afters only happen to those who dream on it. I hope…
Read moreIf only I could tell you…
… I still dream about constellations that I named before us, making me believe that those are witnesses of a dream-come-true. If only I could tell you, I’ve been waiting for a star to shine just so we can stare at it at the same time, nevertheless the distance we have. And, if only I…
Read moreOne day, you’ll be walking into a café…
… and bump someone in an instant. There he is, smiling like pinpricks of stars fused together. And on the next day, you will see yourself on the same café waiting for him to bump you on the second time around, or probably until lightyears go and fade. You expect him to be there, smiling…
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