Saturday, February 2, 2013

3.something A.M.

It never takes so long to change someone's mood. A phrase, an act... Each has its own twist, good or bad.

And in the darkest hour of night, the mind loves to rail somewhere else - without you, or the real you. Conscious or not, it should not have to be a problem. Perhaps that is why, we are suggested better be unconscious during. Perhaps they know, or they guess you would not be able to handle it - even if it is yours to dance with.

Then, is it better to leave it that way? To let it roams through the night, revealing your wildest thoughts you never conceived you have been keeping inside? To let yourself drown in your secrets, or things you have never been sure of at any stage? Or would you rather staying in your comfort zone - to deny everything you have been covering inside?

Friday, January 18, 2013

That Familiar Feeling


Taken from Sakura Drops by Utada Hikaru

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

How? Where?

Home is where you are supposed to find your inner peace. Then where would you go to when you can only find riot in what-so-called home?

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Eternal Love

Her sleeping body on the couch. His patient move behind the hood.

I know I shall miss those views one day.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Mother and Her Bleeding Love

I wonder what she would say if she were able to scream her hearts out. Affection? Hatred?

Maybe she loved us, in her own way. Maybe she hated us, at the same time. But she would not do anything, merely because she was the mother. Forever a mother to us.

I pity her, very very much. I guess I am no different to an evil in her eyes.
I wanted to love you, but to me it was not easy at all. They killed your past, they created what they depicted as an ideal future. Bloody idealism.

I am sorry, mother. I hope you could accept my apology.