Aheng711

I was somewhere watching the rainbow glowed you came holding my left hand It took forever having that moment arrived and you gave me that warm gaze This something beautiful I couldn't have and I was distracted by your light This can't be happening right now so I try to pinch myself alright May I listen to your heartbeats wondering if they were beating fast, like mine Will you take away this restless heart feel me deeply as your heart close to mine November rain falls in such fine drizzles for the umpteenth times I closed my eyes You are there constantly living under my eyelids for so many times I've longed for your sweet kisses Where h

When I was younger, I once checked on the internet about the aging of dogs and it is said that smaller dogs could live up to 15 years. Let's just say that a dog lifespan is 15 years. Then I asked myself, if such lovely creature like dog has 15 years of lifespan, what about us human? Was it just luck for me to be able to live much longer than my own dog? I used to think that I would die at the age of 30. I am past 30 years old already. I felt that I have cheated my own death. What is the purpose of my life? Why did some kids die so young? Do people deserve to be called human? What does it mean to be a human? Do I deserve to be here at all? Wh

I used to think that we would stay golden forever in that moment of unforgotten dream I used to think that we would be heroes of the day just you and I owned the whole summertime of joy Your mother's tenderness even without a word was she like someone with mystery Your father's warm smile even after work as he said let's take you home There was always summer and we were ready what kind of adventures we would take Don't you know we were the kings of summer foolish kings you would never knew I could still clearly recall those silly faces your messy curly hair made by God knows what What a strange thing this memory of us as if it was all happ

The cold wind blows my face as I run through the void The skies and clouds break as I step on a mirrored puddle I think of Mister Murakami's words what does he really mean? I think of my own thoughts perhaps it means nothing at all All I can hear and feel breath, heartbeat, footsteps All mix into one fine tune playing in my head repeatedly Up in the skies filled with ignorant sparrows I look up and hear them mocking What do you run from, loser? Why after all this time, dimwitted? Only after long distance you take everything surrounds you don't matter Nothing could ever touches you even your own sorrows