The clock is ticking, 2:37,
I'm still wide awake,
My eyes are so heavy, I'm keep yawning,
Yet, my body keep on tossing around,
I don't know why,
I'm sure none of them are awake by now.
Missing, missing you,
whom I can't even imagine meeting you,
Even in my dreams, I don't think you'll come,
Like the sky, no matter how high I fly,
I don't think I can reach even a single touch,
Like the clouds, if I keep on standing still,
I'm afraid that you will leave me slowly,
One step, two away,
Running away just like that.
Reminiscing,
Back then, when we're used to be stuck together,
In the late night, when we're used to sleep under the stars,
Under the lonely streetlamp and the shining stars,
Counting the little stars,
Pointing our fingertips up to the dark night sky,
Do you think we'll be seeing the same way as years ago?
Do you still dreaming the same dream as I am now?
To fancy all that about you,
You...
Just made me longing for you more.
I was a fool,
To just let you go unreachable,
It's not that I can't hold you back,
It's not that you're tired of waiting for me,
It's just that I am a fool,
I should have held onto you before it's late,
Reaching for your heart in which I used to be there,
Will there still be a place for me?
After all those times, I've been playing tug-of-war,
No strategy, just go,
Thought you'll be pulled me back into the game,
But my mind went white,
When you're actually the one who stepped back from it,
While your eyes didn't even look back,
Just then I knew it's a game over.
Going soaring,
I'm reaching 20 years of life,
and a promise I've been holding,
From years ago, when we're not serious,
Yet, I'm taking all the ways up till now,
Just to say to utter a word about that,
that I'd been liking all the moments of us,
Like one, like two, I think I've been too much of myself,
Maybe I should put a full stop,
But from one, it became two and three,
Because of you, I'm afraid,
Doubting if you still hold it or it has been loosen.
You've changed, do you know that?
I have been the same, do you notice me now?
Bet it'll be awkward now,
To pretend that I'm all okay, when I'm not,
To see the new you, or maybe I shall not,
To say that I knew you,
when I actually adore you more than anyone else before.
All about you, the reminiscence,
It's precious since I'm writing all these,
If the page goes blank, I would like to fill it up again,
so that all the stories can be a memoir,
A place for the heart to back straight.
Now it's 3:19,
I've getting sleepy.
As I close this page and story,
I hope that my dream is not just a deja vu,
For me to be meeting you back,
Longing for the second we can reach each other later,
Yes, it will be soon.
03:26
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