24th

It was August when we met.

And it’s awkward how it went.

I never thought it’ll happen again.

Then it became a weekly fling.

Until we’re officially a thing.
I moved out, you’re there.

I refuse the idea of living together.

Things weren’t always clear.

It happened in our first year.

And yet, we’re still here.
On to our second,

We’re doing fine as I reckon.

The road we’re taking is getting rough,

It’s a struggle to patch things up.

Good thing, we have each others back. 
Time pass by so quickly.

Still, I’m so clingy.

You make me feel a little tingly.

We love each other so dearly. 

Though I’m always being mushy.
As I count the days on our 2nd year.

I promise to always hold you near.

We’ll face together our fears.

Please know that I’m sincere,

When I say I love you dear.

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The guy with the black umbrella.

It was Sunday when we met.

After a long time, our paths collide again.

Then Monday, you’re there.

Tuesday, you waited there again.

Wednesday, with a black umbrella

You’re standing in the rain,

Waiting for me again.

You know how I hate being fetch,

But you didn’t even care.

It was Thursday when I said yes.

I didn’t even know why.

In that moment,

I was happy – I am happy.

Friday, with a stick of cig on hand,

I knew you are the one.

It was an electrifying Saturday,

When our lips met, I knew it

You were so lovey dovey,

Which you know I hate.

But you keep on doing it anyway.

I love you, my man from the rain.

 

Note to myself.

Sorry for always saying “Yes”

Sorry for hiding the pain.

Sorry for not speaking myself.

Sorry for being always available.

Sorry for competing.

Sorry for ranting non-sense.

Sorry for the shit load.

Sorry for the pain.

Sorry for thinking I deserve all these.

I deserve more than this but I’m settling.

Sorry for everything.

I’ll be closing this book.

No looking back.

Ain’t worth turning around.

No more apologizing.

I’ll be saying “Thank you” next time.

 

A week.

Give me a week of being alone.
A week of endless thinking.
Let me love you for a week.
Then I’ll be leaving this feeling for good.

Please

Make me feel alive. It’ll be stupid for me to ask. But I want you to make me cry.

3D 2N

3d2n, we’re together.

Eating, drinking and playing.

Walking, trekking and swimming.

3d2n, we’re happy.

You’re funny. I’m corny.

You’re the Master. I’m the Apprentice.

3d2n, you caught my attention.

3d2n, I liked you.

3d2n, I fell.

Can we do it again?

I’ll give the butterflies back.

I don’t want it no more.

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

I’m glad I have my friends with me. Ones that are real. Ones that aren’t only present in the drunken moments of life.