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Thursday, 7 February 2013 | 0 comments



I locked myself in my memories.
This temperature, this weather, this passing wind,
It almost felt like a dream.
A dream that only consists of you and me.

On rainy days,
I think of you.
Your fiery dragon tattoo,
That I always thought was cool.

I drank lemon tea,
It tasted nothing like the ones you made for me.
You said you would visit when you are free.
But now I know how painful waiting can be.

The streets that we used to walk together,
The same movie that we used watch over and over,
The conversations we had although the night is over.
I guess those memories to you do not even cost a dollar.

Thinking back to what you made me gone through,
Stubbornly searching for a clue.
With you in mind,
I get so blue.

Your lies were cruel,
But at least I learnt from what I have been through.
I stopped believing you like a fool.
So it’s time for a déjà vu.

Leaving the place that we belong.
Knowingly making choices that were wrong.
The radio was playing our song,
The song we sang when our love grew strong.


There is no way of turning around,
Your lies had gotten me down.
Your heart is nowhere to be found,
So why should I bother showing a frown?

What has happened is never spoken,
and everything around me has been broken.
There are no words, just silence.
Hate, but no violence.


I can always put on my brightest smile,
Just like the day when I walked down the aisle.
With my heart that was fragile,
I still can go on with another mile.

Time flies,
Remember when you told me it is okay to cry?
You may be surprised,
But I think I went on fine.

I buried our memories inside this farewell,
I sincerely hope your life goes on well.

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