But you see...

We have to win at the end.

Because that is the only way

To make a tragedy look beautiful.

 Have you ever fell in love with that someone 

You feel so secure and insecure all at the same time?

You don't get jealous cause you trust him so much,

But then at the back of your head, 

You are just a willing victim

Waiting to be stabbed at your back...

But only by him.

Beyond Beautiful

 And what could have been us now

If that stolen kiss did happen?

All the could have been's

Would have been ours by now.

But all that is left are regrets 

Of not letting that happen

In the first place.

It could have been beyond beautiful. 

But all that was left

Is a beautiful memory

Of what could have been.

Of Happy Endings

 And I was too busy reading stories about happy endings 

That I can't even make mine.

 And I prophesied 3 things and it did came true.
Maybe not exactly how I imagined it,
But in a way its still the same.
And in a much better form.

And I've learned to take note of all the details,
Cause I don't want to forget it.
A love that is so intense,
Its burning...
But comforting at the same time.
And in that deep anguish...
Like a hiraeth,
A longing that never existed,
Let's create miracles together.

 And when all that is left are ugly marks,

From all the tragedies and dark comedies in my life.

And when everyone else sees my scars as flaws,

You embraced each one of them and pronounce them as my strength.

February Rain

 It was early in February,

I did not get any notice,

I just got the news.

And one day

I woke up,

And felt the pain,

Deep anguish... 

Longing for you.

Scared to lose you...

Just longing for you.

Kenneth B.

 I said, can I call you mine?

He said, I'm... Kenneth B.

And he drew the lines,

The circles and the boundaries.

I didn't dare to cross,

I run as fast as I can.

And after 20 years of running,

Still the name resounds in my head

The name that means one thing,

And everything that cannot be.

Chasing South