What is the purpose of life? Many would wonder.
Some would set targets or goals in life so to live with purpose.
Every stage of life is a different wonder.
Each step we take,
Each breath we take,
Each and every seconds that tick by.
Everlasting.
Does it really exist?
Why does it appear in our dictionary?
Could it be that a long long time ago it really did have a meaning to this word.
Did the word everlasting come from vampires?
Also I would add on the word forever.
Pictures tells a thousand lies.
They said it is love.
They said it was forever.
They got married.
It was heaven for the first couple of years.
Everything ended.
Including the once upon a time,
Love.
For every ending comes a new beginning.
For every beginning comes new challenges.
For all the challenges,
we gain experience.
The touch of your skin.
The smell of your hair.
Every breath you take.
Every move you make.
The intensity within me,
spills out with life.
Accumulated with lies.
Mountains of hesitant.
Limitless forgiveness.
When end meets.
If being married is just a piece of paper,
Why do people still do that?
Do people really need affirmation to feel better.
Isn't relationship base on trust?
Do we really need a document on paper
To prove the love between two people?
Isn't human nature fascinating.
How each individual mind and heart works.
It is hard to conclude which is stronger.
Your mind,
Telling you right from wrong
And your heart,
Telling you what you really want.
Which is the true devil?
Could it be that of which,
Whom is more irresistible.
Exactly which part of your body tells you that you are attracted to another?
Is it your eyes?
Your brain?
Your nose?
The touch?
Or your heart?
How does attraction come by?
Is there a delete button
for the strong urge of attraction or desire in someone
or is it to find another desire?
Wouldn't it be better if there was a referee
standing by for a couple's quarrel.
So we will know when to sit out and also
Whichever party was the one who got a fold.
Coming to a clear and specific conclusion.
The rich and the poor.
The humble and the proud.
The greed and the generous.
Humans are never satisfied.
Is there a secret competition between woman?
A competition whereby it's never said out.
A strange language only woman understands.
Is it jealousy or is it just a thing known
only known by woman themselves
and no one else will ever understand or catch it.
Eyes that talks
Lips that seduce
Hands so delicate
Features which kills
A heart that cries
She's bitter sweet
Beauty from within
Reflects not by image
But by doings
The connection between two souls
Does it only occur once in a lifetime
Or is it just another mystery
They say the heart wants what is wants
So would the solution be not to act on it
Where there is a problem
You think if a solution
and not vex about it.
Most importantly learn from the process.
You'll only feel love when people are drunk.
You're always used by others.
You're wet and you smell,
Sometimes you shine.
But I still need you.
What's on your mind?
Mysterious, Intense, Pain, Lost, Corrupted,
Endurance, Self-destruction, empowering,
Hallucination, Strength, Denial, Pleasure, Seduction
Endurance,
How far can one go?
Some seem limitless.
Or are they just holding on.
Just a reminder,
things breaks.
You made me feel special
for some reasons I thought so.
Is it your actions or is it your words.
But somehow, you manage to mind-fuck me into believing
I was special!
Once upon a time...
They lived happily ever after.
What have they done.
For kids who believed in it
They have created an illusion
Somehow leading to shattered dreams.
If it is love, it is love.
No matter how many objections you receive
Love don't just go away.
People usually doubt what they can't see
For example; faith, hope trust etc.
So what is the thing for someone
to believe in them so strongly
There are some people who makes you feel different
Different in a way of special. A special connection.
A connection of being more than just friends.
She's gonna write about life after finding love.
And it made me realised. What's there to write about?
I guess it was only interesting when she wrote
about finding love.
At least give me a reason to forget us.
When you lost someone
and the thought of going to bed scares you
Cause when you open your eyes
You feel empty knowing she's gone
I live in a city where people run and not walk.
A city filed with materialistic people.
A city which revolves around money.
Some feelings can never be written in words.
Humans aren't sure of how they feel.
Sometimes they doubt their love for another.
Thinking more into that,
They start doubting if they ever knew what love is.
So what is love?
Everyone has their own views
as to what the answer to this question is.
Their views may change from time to time.
There never will be a fix answer
from day one.
You can leave but I'll always be wandering around your memories.
The so called 'leave' has never been a definite left.
There can be hundreds or thousand of people around you
but you can still feel lonely.
Autumn has past, but why do I feel
that I'm still living in autumn.
An autumn which never goes away.
Sometimes it isn't the person that changed.
It is the way you look at them.
Or maybe the feelings which have changed.
I let down my guard with this love.
A mistake I will never make again.
Love is a magical thing.
But by magical,
It doesn't mean love will just 'poof' away.
Some people fight so hard for love
and others just gave up.
When you fall so hard,
You'll never forget how much it hurts.
That excruciating pain
which will leave a scar
that will always haunt you.
The faded light flowing through the room
and the familiar smell of cigarettes filling the room.
With my thoughts running wild and those never ending worries.
The supposing peaceful night was a nightmare came alive.
No matter how crowded a place I am,
deep down I still am lonely.
It kills to feel this way.
Showing me how a million others still
can never be compared to you alone.
You killed my thoughts!
When you are in the water,
it brings you to another dimension.
A place where there is no worries.
A beautiful place you can never find anywhere else
To love, is to feel.
To love, is a blessing.
To love, is an agony.
For love is everything.
The greatest con, is to con a heart.
They can do anything for you.
When the world is sleeping, I lie awake to think of you.
Thinking of the time you were right beside me.
Having to feel your warmth makes me feel safe.
The feeling of being lost and lonely engulfed in me.
Suddenly, it felt like I was the only one left in this universe.
Many would like to cast away their fears.
The fears which lies within them
Only to mean that it is only them who has the access
to the entrance of their fears.
Only they, can overcome it themselves.
To live life as it is,
Is to live life as yourself.