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| Why is it that people are given the ability to remember? Why is it that everytime one has time to think, they regret of things they have done? If a phraze can pass, out of all memories, "is it true"? No nothing was true. Summer has such depressing power to rule ones life. Devour one love, one hope to leave you with just pain. If everything was new again, if I can get to one moment, one person, it would still be you. Never had enough time to just be with you and talk. No moment was long enough, yet no time was worthier. If god existed, why set me apart. Is it not the faith that blinds us; to believe without seeing? If I had not hoped. If I had not wished, would anything ever changed? Did you ever hope for me? Wished for time to last, to dedicate one short life to one self? If I may sacrifse sight, heart,, a price for a tree to shed, not a leave on the ranslucent guilt be raised without the furthest hope imagined. If I may hope for you to look behind, would you? If nothing was too late, would you? | | |
| If it takes one year for a man to face the past, it takes ten for one to get over. If one stops his heart, like it or not, they'll take a place of their own. Guard one being for the sake of others.... Even when one tries to keep themselves clean, at the brink of life, you see it never was. Before you doubt the past, the past has doubted unto you. When you only got a hundred years, the moment past is just a grasp compared to the years yet to come. Though one may seek the means of life, meandering through forces around, it only takes a moment for one to look the right way. Count the days since we became a being and think of how much salaries you gained in life. Just a misconception, I knew being human wasn't a profession, but by the time, it was too late not to make it a job. Its not depression, but exhaustion. Who would you ask for a break? What was took from you, and what did you take? Was it overly repeated for it to be forgotten? Was it the world that forgot you, or you that forgot the world? Either way, your eyes should be opened, to see your insanely ordinary life. If one sees their life, not only, but among others, it's only a step across the door. See the keys and look back at all the comfort. To go across, it only takes your hands to be empty. After a while of comfort, we have picked too much things, and now all that is left is to leave it behind. All seem so warm, the lights, too worthy to lose. Sacrifice in order for a gain, and its not about the time that makes it so hard. The tears dropped to be part of where you want to be. Unleash the hand, long beside for, once a girl, a woman. Empty the hands to receive the key. Don't look back, don't regret, and don't be scared. Singing tunes as long as it reaches you.. In exchange for the tears, in exchange of memories, in exchange of this song, we can move on. Can you see the door now? Leave everything behind to take the key. A moment without everything we received, a moment without you. | | |
| How foolish is a man with too many desires? Wishing upon a star that time may reverse. If men were allowed to choose to go on or to stay behind. Even if staying back means stuck forever, I would stay what so ever with the moment I had my arms locked with you. Wanting, needing... no desperate for you to turn back. Even if I may prove to you that I could be an ideal man, nothing would pull you away from your dreams. Even if you may know that I have chased you all the way across sea, and maybe you may know that where I am is how close I can get, you may not take one step toward me. Some say I am just out of my mind, to let many cry to prevent any of my own tears to drop to the floor. Two years may seem forever before the time we set apart, but now two is quick enough to stand. Yet the three months of heat and shame may have been long enough for something inside to break. Words cant be decorated or manipulated. Words are words, feelings itself. Yet can you say that interacting with someone else just to cover you up is not a sin? Going against what I truly want is far difficult than just not having them. Disgust has been pushed up on your face enough. Its never too late to say I miss you... like it or not.
Moshi kimi wo aishite irareru nara ware no kokoro to chuusei wo sasageyou. Tomo ni kizuki ageta chi sono mono de sonata e no yakusoku wo chikaou. Ware no ai eien no mono eto, soshite sonata no mi wo mamorou. Nani no gisei wo harattedemo. Soshite ware wa nemuri ni ochiru, sonata wo kokoro ni egakinagara. Yukkuri, kawa wo kudarinagara, sonata no moto e. | | |
| Jus looking at pictures reminds me of everything as if everything passed within a year. The more I contrast you with someone, the more I see the difference. The more I stare at my self, you confuse me on why you even chose me. Its not like I expect you to stay a while I resist to move along. Ifm the one who stopped walking, Ifm jus cheering and hoping that you could walk along. A true comedy lies in the aftermath, not the joke its self nor the breakup. True love is just the relation of two with similar feelings. Some more than the other, some more here than after; vise versa, after than before. A moment spared is a moment looked upon. A time shared is forgotten, for an experience outruns memories. A time to move on, is time forgotten. A natural dissolve, against my bold haunt. A stain against a scar, not proposing it ever hurts, but rather a place of peace, a reflection of sorrow. A broken wing cannot be mended, not on the same sky, same life with the same person. A pathetic figure, a shadow of my love, an outline of my past. The most treasured moments are the ones that pass by too fast, is an overused expression, but the very reason why its so true. What ifs and maybe then. If I could, Id still drive a distance to give you a hi. This saying, a poem, a verse, an insignificant writing is directed to you, for you because its Monday. A word of love, a given heart doesnft matter in time, but how much you care. These words may die, or live in me, but may not even get to you. So what if it doesnft? Nothing more changes with such puny words. This pain, this feeling... the feeling of love when I first met you, cant be reached with masses of lands between us.. but even a sea cannot drown, nor god could struck down my destined heart, for a glimpse of thought of you is stronger than what nature stands. Miracles do happen, and I believe in fate. For a man on the cross died to change the world, why not my life change the way you live?... but Im just a guy, as great as I dare be on pride, another man could possess all of my hopes, and still gain your heart. Although I would never know, someone may love you more than I do... but Ill still fight to be the first. Chasing the limits may extend our limits, for a couple thousand miles are so close to give up my mind. Finding a single pin may not be an easy task, but yet possible. Maybe Itfll jus be waste, but I could still finish our goodbye, for our last one was... pathetic? You will move on by high chance, and Ifm still clinging on. You have found a man, and I.. can see you when I look at others. I find you at least a moment each day, not a moment is forgotten, now that memories overrule my experience, with too much time to think, Ifm not planning on a change of plan. So.. I did try to look for a beginning? Ifve struggled to look at others as I have crossed their image on you, but not even one out of how many billion, wont be nothing more than other than you. A shame on my despair, if this is just a comedy. For its easier to laugh upon then to accept my incomplete words. For I try to look on others as I convince my self that you do too, but the efforts put in, adds to my thought that they would never be you. And as I look on you, I am convinced that they donft care as well... So what now? Words repeated, over heard, hackneyed beyond boredom. For my last word wont be read by the time, my end of....... love. | | |
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