i will lie by your side and watch you deep in sleep,
loving the way my hands cradle your head as you
put your trust in me.
these moments when everything is right with the
just the two of us, loving every single moment that
our hearts have in store for us.
until the morrow comes and we’ll go back to a world
where we can’t do anything but be apart,
waiting for the end that we often speak of in dreams,
where we are the ones who will write our happy
Everything is silent even the world that is used to us burning the lines of technological spaces. These hollow feelings caused by pauses in between, a bitter taste like swallowing a cup of ashes of burned hearts and letters we’ve written on the skies. These moments of silence how easily they can strip away, the very foundations of who we are that we’ve built while discovering the meaning of each other. But still we have the courage to put everything to right, even as the weary days pass us by without end. And here we are still patching things up because that’s who we are when we’re in love. Breaking rules, breaking grounds just to fill the gap that float between us like distances do. And we find ourselves seeking out each other, even in the spaces and darkness in our lives. Hoping that our hands will reach out and find one another, even when these pauses in between are tearing us apart.
Behind the star lit skies there lies
a princess with wings crying in the night.
For she is waiting for her lover true,
who only comes when the moon is blue.
She knows he is the one for her,
but why is it taking him so long?
To come and brighten her world,
just like the way the sun does in the morning.
Her nights are all quiet and dark,
except for her star-lit lanterns that she hung
around her little cloudy castle,
to light his way back into her arms.
There is nothing like watching you sitting solitary,
in your own world nursing a bottle of beer.
Your gaze turns inward as you watch bubbles form,
on the bottom of your mug foaming to the top.
I watch you take a sip of that yellow liquor,
and how your lips form a thin line of distaste.
Yet you downed the whole drink effortlessly,
and I could see that your mind’s already wandering.
How can I not see that it was you who held my gaze?
Even from afar you’re the one my eyes keep coming back to?
Heaven help me, I think I’m falling,
for you’re moving in slow motion,
and my heart’s beating rapidly.