perhaps.

perhaps love,
is a view of stars,
through the telescope of years.

now aged,
no longer commited.

in chosen place,
nor fearful,
of that strident moment.

when light explodes,
into million shards of hearts.

this day and age.

like the wind,
like my softness is coming.
i admit,
that it's some kind of a harm to me.
im gorgeously funky,
but im down here and you're over there.

maybe im too scared to tell you what im thinking of.

eh, hello.

the truth for so long,
can only hide.

the truth was there,
in that same smile.

tonight,
believe the dream,
the precious sight.

we've been running in denial.

the spring of life.

i fold, in cold.
lonely but never alone.

im told, grow old.
the young, once flesh, now made into stone.

in bold, script code.
the choice is chalk,
the path is known.

why must it be this way?

the shadows we've cast.

the room won't fill with light,
but an absence.
and as it makes its way into mine,
my thoughts crawls back to your side.

i'll share my breakdowns tonight.

saturday.

the night,
filled with the sound of music.
the air,
filled with cigarettes smoke.
the earth,
filled with the living and breathing.
my brain,
filled with the excitement of going to school.

i wish i could live with the silence of the night,
the laughter of dearly ones,
the magic of love.

the stay-home disease.

if i could paint a picture of the days gone by,
i'd paint an ugly house with no colors and everything would be dull.
but being tied up in this house,
i found a perfect remedy.

and all i can only say is, all hail "The O.C"!

-_-

what is today when its yesterday's tomorrow?