Elsewhere

And I've learned my lesson not to ignore chances.

The sunset is so beautiful,

But I would never want to look elsewhere,

But only to your face...

Not missing a second.

Sagada

But I would have changed my decisions back then,

Cause what I have now

Are pure regrets.

The mountain is still the same,

But the girl who went up was different with the woman who came down.

So I find myself wanting to go back,

And bury my regrets with the hanging coffins.

With Broken Strings

My heart is free,

But it comes with broken strings.

And I'm collecting epilogues now,

Thinking it will be different in any ways.

But it always sums up to me loving you in every way.

Fabricated

In a world of chances,

How close are we to meeting each other,

But still missed it?

And in a world of mishaps,

How close are we in coping up,

But still fall?

And so we build bridges,

Making a way to each other.

Defying fates,

Even with callused hearts.

In illusions fabricated with fairy tales,

Here we are,

Hearts pierced,

Bleeding but still beating.

Stones in My Pocket

 I'm carrying stones in my pocket,

Making myself heavy. 

But I can't just throw it,

You gave it to me.

Solace

But there is solace in your beautiful story,

Making me wanting to have mine.

My own tale to tell, 

My own song to sing,

My own poetry to read.

So there I was again and again,

Indulging into your story,

Until I'll found mine.

Secondhand Embarrassment

And the view is breathtaking,

But you already took my breath away.

So I tried to watch my own actions, 

With second hand embarrassment.

Sharp

 Just when life seems so rough, 

Whetting my edges,

Sharpening my points.

There you are...

Softening the sides of me

That are too acicular,

So I won't hurt myself.

Weekend Photography

 

About Last Night

 

#QOT

 So I've been watching Queen of Tears since the beginning and I've been hanging on it each episode.

And since we're getting near to the end, I can't help but think of a thousand possible ending, and one of my theory is that Hae-in will actually die, and Hyun-woo will be left alone raising their child with all the love for Hae-in inside his heart until he is old and grey. And fast forward to his dying bed, their child beside him, and when he finally let go of his breath, Hae-in will be the prettiest angel waiting for him to the other side. 

Just as she promised when they were in Germany, while eating sausages, when she said that if she'll die early, and eventually Hyun-woo will die after, she will be the (prettiest) angel waiting for him, and he'll be less scared.

But I hope I'm wrong.

Still rooting for a happy ending for this series, though.

 They say nobody's perfect...

Maybe, they haven't seen you yet.

 But my heart was made to love you.

Every corners of it

Is reserved for you to fill in.

Sequels of Ever After

But I was finding refuge in their twisted lives,

I was seeking comfort in their stories.

I've found artificial joy in their smiles,

Making myself believe in other people's fairy tales.

Making mine a grim,

A thousand sequels with no happy ever after.

Taken Back by the Archer

I still can feel the pain,

Where the arrow once seeped through.

And was taken back by the archer,

Giving me a thousand pain.

But with all the pills to cure it,

My mind is in chaos,

Of diabolic imaginations.

And if thoughts could kill,

We will all die in 30 seconds.

While the angel and demon inside me,

Kiss each other with all the passion tormenting me.

But for all the good deeds you've done.

You're willing to sell your soul for the one you love the most.

Passing Miracles

My heart is hanging by a thread

With no hope inside it.

They say miracles happen for people to believe.

Maybe it was bound to not happen to me...

Because I was a believer to begin with.

But I don't want to hang on a thread no more.

I don't want to keep holding on to miracles,

Waiting for it to happen...

Not knowing when.

Or will it ever be.

Capturing the North