HABIT. banginho

LIMA.

SCRATCH NOTE
UNTITLED #8୧

        I'll just let the voices, caging in my head take control of me for my heart messed me up.
      
       Honestly, I don't know how to summarize this...whole thing from the start. No right words can put these into my perspective once I had learned that I already reached the summit of my euphoria and dysphoria.

       The dream that I always dreamt of, had finally come true. And little did I know, this is not only fluttering love.

That's why in the end, we both promised we'll be together forever.

He's the only person I know he could save me from the harsh reality.
I know he wasn't exactly the missing piece in my life but
He was always there on my ups and downs,
And I couldn't get enough of him because he's so much perfect for me
All of him makes my craving way worse as days goes by

In his lucid eyes, he stared at me with countless ties of admiration
So don't you ever dare tell me that
The lust of crimson red blanketed him when I looked at him in the eyes
Maybe try to tell me how
That I refuse to believe this is the fate for the both of us
And I don't want to live by thinking
I still need anyone but him by my side
For I am entirely sure,
His plump pink lips invited me to kiss him until I felt weak on my knees
I deserve to feel good with his skin on mine as
He painted me with blue and purple colors in my temple but
I know the heavens witnessed how
I am beautiful just the way I am
And I'll never hear him say that
I'm not always good enough for him
Because he wanted to have me like a masterpiece of his

The grasp between real life and fantasy stringed within me
As I'm afraid the love of my life will find and put an end to us
Don't tell anyone what I've written here as you read this
For I wanted to hold this secret until I am on my grave hence,
Our love would never die wherever we go as I'm sure madness leads to insanity

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