A smile , a flower made of paper and a ring

It's same for you what you say and what you think,

Your coat hung on the empty chair as I walked in that place

or how your forehead creased when you saw sick,

A little note on the bedside and a sweet surprise at 2 in the morning

When I fail at the test of life, you're little frown you know I'll give you a warning,

A heat rushing my cheek when I found you beside the mess

I say am stressed the look on your face say you're obsessed

A little rub on the back of my hand light as a feather

I am feeling cold then I felt myself covered up in your cozy sweater

There are too many thoughts

Too many dreams

Too many skies , which one to breath

Too much of hate , too much to loose

No one hold , what should I choose

But I would find a piece , I would walk on stones ,

I would make believe , just to crush the force

Had a broken scent , it’s been my thousand attempt

Still can’t choose , still ready to run than too loose, what’s not mine

Why would I ever want to feel the love inside

There’s a saying they say , but what it has to do with us

We’ll still be sleeping , while the problems hugging us

We wouldn’t mind we think about letting it go

Contrast to what we keep of , comes back to us in a roll

But I would find peace , I would walk on stones ,

I would make believe , just to crush the force

Had a broken scent , it’s been my thousand attempt

Still can’t choose , still ready to run than too loose what’s not mine

How would I ever want to feel the love inside

If someday I die before time and you find my old notebook

Please don't open it and read my naked thoughts

want for you to just stay happy at all costs,

When I will not be there in the little pieces of life with you

I still share a moment with you

whenever you remember in a second or two,

And I know that life has it's own way to show the ups and downs

But I would want you to be strong in every situation

smiling even with a frown.

Two rules which apply to everyone who's been alive

no matter what happens, they'll dwell on road with empty sides,

The moments which are precious will be carved on the time they'd lived through

And just the bite in hand present will not live long for us to choose.

I will try to be more happy and wise and young while it lasts

But a part of me will worry for the future and dwell on the things of past,

And it's not that I don't enjoy the moments of a perfect puzzle fit

But I have become indifferent of this very present gift.

And how could one choose the present if they don't know what it's worth

People are so casual about the the life they've got on the Earth,

But I won't be a part of crisis, though I might thoroughly enjoy the ride

So I choose the present, for I don't have nothing to hide

When the silence is so loud

my heart beats like a drum,

once or twice so it happened

in a moment of truth I feel both old and young,

While the eyes are resting

slowly a tender wind comes tickles the skin,

The light from the door ajar

letting my inner demons win,

When I feel captivated by my own actions

as if I were to bounded by the script,

A moment of cue, where the light flickers

sun came up, and the coziness hits.

If I were to be an entity

one can visually criticise,

Then you are the space of myth

where all of our dark secrets resides,

And if someone is to blame you

for the bad happening to them,

How can they forget their bad deed

It's karma which no one can resent.