This a not a love story.

I need you.
I need to run.

I need you to run.
With me.

I’d like to make a toast.
Let’s drink this fucked up situation away.

Cheers.

Something is happening.

I should cry out of happiness.
I should laugh out of sadness.

Either way, something is happening.

2 days ago

I am the moth, and you are the flame.

And I know, I will get burned.

I can’t resist you.
I won’t resist you.

I am the moth, and you are the flame.

Yours.

Always.

Last night, I had a dream of you.
You were lying next to me, like you always did, when we were together.

I could feel the warmth of your body.
I could taste the sweetness of your skin.

Then I woke up.
To the coldness.
And the bitterness.
Of reality.

One day, though, that dream will once again, be a reality.
One day, soon.

I love you.

Tidak sebuah memori pun yang aku padam, tentang kau dan aku.

Aku masih boleh ulang tayang setiap kisah kita bersama.

Aku masih boleh rasa ciuman kau di mulut aku.

And my heart will break, over and over again, with each flashing memory.

But it’s okay.
It’s worth it.

Tidak sebuah memori pun yang aku padam, tentang kau dan aku.

Don’t be sorry.

When I’m not important, I’m just…. Not important.

Apologies, are…. Redundant.

1 week ago