Friday, February 15, 2013


We could cry together,
We would build the laughter,
Only if you want,
I can be the one.

But what if things change?
When love got stained?
Would you still stand?
Cz sometimes, i believe you can.

But what if the sparks are gone?
How do we even found them?
Amazing. Surprising. What a magic love we’re on?
Cz we were once alive,
But sometimes, i could see you fly.

Would you turn?
Would you turn to catch my tears?
Would you land and hold my fears?

What was the starting point?
Cz we’re distanced now.

Little heart, don’t pay me a pound.
Little heart, heal my wound.

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