When Roses Lose Their Thorns

Stranger

Days, I am sure I like you.
Weeks, I was left wishing you’ll like me too.
Months, I wonder when will you see.
Now my love, it’s been five years
I still dream of “us”,
A love story of you and me.

You treated me as a stranger
But I want to be called as your ‘lover’.
A great stalker, I became
This wild heart, I can’t seem to tame.

And then one day everything alter
You confessed your feelings to this unnoticed stranger,
I mouthed to you my sweetest ‘yes’,
I was then showered with pure happiness.
My love, I was the most lucky and fortunate,
We are fasten by fate, everything’s considerate.

And then our days go by,
Delight turned into a wry,
Affections turned into never-ending fights,
Our brightest days turned into gloomy nights.
I know we can still work this relationship
We can’t immediately split and leave our hearts ripped.
For you, I pull down my pride,
I still believe on the spark of love
and stayed by your side.

But why am I taken for granted,
You kept repeating the things that makes me devastated.
I was afraid to let go,
But this respect to myself
suddenly stopped to grow.
I guess it’s enough already,
My heart’s strangled and it wanted to be free.

We are once an unknown visitor on each others’ lives,
On the deep ocean of love we both take the risk and dive.
We ‘used’ to be on the arms of each other,
all I dreamed once was to be your lover,
And here I am, back again into being a

disregarded stranger.

— recc