And may our eyes never run out of purpose to see the Art in everything...

 But what do we live for?

The present?

The future?

But the present and the future 

Are bound to become the past.

So what do we live for?...

Aren't we all living for the past.

Of Ghosts and Magnets

 But I tried so hard 

Not to trace your steps.

Convincing myself 

Forgetting you would be the best.

Every street is tainted of you,

Every scent smells like you,

It is Suffocating yet 

It is making me breath.

I am drowning but

It's making me athirst.

But I still find myself 

Walking the same pavements,

And sitting 

On the same bench.

Cause you are like a magnet

That I'm drawn into.

And I'm the one haunted 

And you're the ghost 

Shadowing me through.

I supposed I'll never get to see 

The daylight nor the dawn,

But I cherish the stars 

In the night times that I've known.

And it is not actually nothing,

I believe it's something 

People like me

Can take away

In their lifetime.

 And Your eyes shine brighter than the moonlight,

And those same eyes lighten up my whole life.

And if things have to end between us,

I don't think I'll move on,

Cause I don't ever wanted to move on without you.

I'll stay with your memory 

Cause your the best thing that happened to me.