Green Eyed Monster

One that lives in you,

consciously or unconsciously.

It's there. 

Whether one can admit to it or not,

Your suppressed feelings shall be spoken,

its action shall speak for itself. 

Falling

So I fall, and I stumble,

And I laugh from the rumble,

Much to my despair,

It's just to make me humble.

Flowers

Like a flower,

blooming from a tiny bud,
into a beautiful bouquet.

The beauty that does not last.
Its lifespan limited,
as everything that is pretty in the world.

Blind.

You do not see what I see.

You do not feel what I feel.

Wrong you were.

To say that love takes two to tango.

Wrong I was.

To think that you can see beyond beauty.

To allow myself to fall in your trap.

Of kind words and false compliments.

Mind you,

I've loved by myself,

unseen,

unrequited.

No returns.

But what you don't see.

Say not what you do not know.

Kawan

A word I hate,

yet something I can't live without.

A word that gets you by,

Yet it can tear you apart.

A word, a character,

A word is all that matter.

For a word,

is what brought you closer. :)

Capabilities.

Reflection.

That strong girl.

With her smile.

And the confidence in her eyes.

Will it help?

When you look at yourself in the mirror?

Will you see you?

Will it tell you your capabilities?

Are you seeing more than you should be?

Are your dreams just wishful thinking?

Your passion may not be enough for what you need it to be. 

So reflect. 

Think.

Are you actually able to be that reflection?

Distance

I should have known better.

Have I not moved enough to know that I shouldn't get close to people?

Don't you ever learn?

Why do you always forget?

And once again, a huge part of me shall be taken.

Like all things in life,

they come, and they go. And once again,

it's my turn..

To go.

Yoyo.

Have you ever felt scared to be happy?

You know? Cos you hear people say, don't be too happy, you'll end up crying instead.

I know I am. Scared to be happy.

To move forward.

Not realizing, that our life is pretty much like..

Well,

Life is like a yoyo, it goes down, but it rise up again, with a little flick.

And when it seems to continue going down,

and it's getting harder to rise.

It will eventually stop.

But we forget,

that a yoyo can be pull back up.

With the strings attached, we pull it up little by little.

Turning it round and round.

And it's back and functional again.

Yes it took more effort to bring it up.

But that's exactly it isn't it?

To start again..

We just need more..

Effort.

Beginning

Those arguments,

those bitches, those assholes,

those that tore you apart.

Those almost lovers,

manipulated, cheated,

you crumble and tremble,

Shaken, but not broken,

confused yet determined.

And so you rise,

and you move.

And the past a distant land.

As you mount,

your step,

Your baby steps . . ..

Remember

When those songs that use to affect you,

no longer gives the same feelings as it use to..

From happy to sad,

to sad and happy.

Breaking down,

Or moving forward.

Whichever,

Remember,

the memories it holds, don't forget it.

It made you..

You.

Missed.

How do you deal with it?

The unrequited stare, that glance, 

missed,

by ego.

You don't.

Scribble me thought.

I want to write again,

forget that I haven't updated for ages.

I want to write, for me.

Not for an audience.