mcmxcv

When the time comes that you'll realize.. That you'are more than worth a diamond. That you're bold just like gold. That you're one of those amazing, expensive and precious stones. That you're brighter than the the moon at night. That you're one of those gazillion stars that shines brightly every night. And just like the sun that rises every morning. That it's best to let go than holding on. That holding on to something that's no longer there. That there is a million reason that you're important and..  you're worth it. When the time comes that you'll realize.. It will stop beating; beating for someone..  you thought that you also mean to him the way he is to you. (11)

Deep breath. Cause I don't want to regret.. That you always drifted in my mind every time we are apart. That I gave you everything and sacrificed something. Cause you were my first priority just like how eggs are on the top of your mother's grocery list. That I told you my deepest, darkest secrets and that its yours now to tell the others. All the things that I wrote to you, every word written to you in the ink with all my emotions; All the love notes I made for you secretly. The origin of our relationship. The moment of our getting-to-know-yous; The moment we had a dinner together for the first time when you took me out. All the thoughts I had about preparing for the next chapter of our relationship; Thinking about us gazing at the gazillion of stars. Every single tear that my eyes shed. And start to feel ashamed of myself;  that makes me feel that I want to hide from you. Hoping I can bring back my tears every night, because they say too muc...

The one before me is a midnight, like the blue of the sea cradled in the moonlight. The one before me is a verdant, the very green of the hill kissed by the summer delight. The one before me is coral, as pink as the roses that grows in her mother's garden. The one before me is crimson, red like the autumn leaves that lays abandoned. The one he loves that I can never be. Because he's allergic to violets. And violets are too much like me.

You've got me thinking about how you look at me at 4 A.M How much cream you pour in your coffee. And how much my hands fits yours. You've got me thinking about all the places I wanted go to with you And how the things I wanna show you; See the look in your face when you see it all. You've got me thinking about stitching your skin, And carving my name in your veins, And exploring your mind. You got me thinking how much it feels being wrapped around you, The way you taste; the way I feel your lips against mine. You've got me thinking about all this thinking. And thinking that I'm thinking too much. Thinking like ASDFGHJJKL. Because all I think about is you. I miss you. (K)