lost soul

Body shivering, teeth catering while tears slipped and soaked the pillow, his words slipped just like those tears. Just to hold the anxiety that's creeping. That's when he proved again how lonely and lost he is. 

Struggling between being selfish and being mature  

Ever woke up and felt the urge to see someone, Just to realise you couldn't do that, Instead you succumb to fears, Until the longing fades into nothing...
          
          My gaze hides behind fluttering lashes, My lip trembled yet failed to utter something or anything,
          
          When my hands shook with sheer urge to hold your hand...
          
          Yet I stay uprooted, watching you walk away, What if my gaze find you, yours already set on someone else's...
          
          What if my lip formed those words, whispered like a breath in cold morning, vanished into thin before you noticed...
          
          What if my hand reached out to you, too late, too hesitant, and my hand met  the ghost of your touch... 
          Coward, a voice called,
          Maybe... I realised.

When you say you were almost mine, how could I ever tell you that I've always been yours...

You make me feel like the song, which I listen to daily and never dare to sing along, beautiful yet devastating.

He got the happiness he longed for, but the said happiness doesn't taste as sweet as he thought it would be. 

In all hustle bustles, everyone forgot that healing hurts too~

Just came across your account, 
          you write beautifully <3

Cause there is something and there is nothing. There is nothing in between~~

“Catch me. I want you to catch me. No matter when I fall. No matter how I fall. No matter why I fall. I want to be caught by you, and only you.”