Them pearly whites got him smitten,
And his lonely chapter got rewritten.
Bug.
We kiss,
We hug,
We caught the love bug;
We spy,
We lie,
We now bid goodbye.
Guy.
“You’re not my type.”
But the eyes don’t lie.
And love, we might.
Let’s ride the high,
Gotta be your kryptonite.
No, don’t let my heart die.
Mime.
Life without a dime,
Deemed society’s crime.
You’ll be a mere mime,
In a race against time.
雨季
一个人撑伞；
又是雨季，
起床是单人床；
这是分手季。
Art.
Killed with that smile,
Please let it last.
Paintings of you,
Made with brushes of lust.
Play with this child,
All night till dusk.
Now close up that mile,
Come into me fast.
Waver.
All you wanted was never ever;
I could be that never never ever.
–
She wanted that happily ever;
But I could be the one that wavers never.
–
We thought of forever never,
Damn we knew it wasn’t forever ever.
–
Come and be my ever lover,
I promise I’ll never ever.
Understand.
When I buy,
I don’t quite want it.
When I comply,
I don’t quite agree with it.
When I try,
I don’t quite fit in.
When I cry,
I don’t quite feel it.
When I lie,
I don’t want you to believe it.
When I bid goodbye,
I don’t want you to take it.
Haze.
A nostalgic scent
Of unwanted feelings and crying eyes;
Of unfulfilled dreams and hunger to succeed;
Of unfated soulmates and lingering touches;
Of unwritten poems and stashed thoughts.
The smell of haze
And a hazy future are synonyms.
A reminder of we’ve come far,
But not quite far enough.
Get-away.
Run away
From the world you loved,
They never understood your ways.
Fade away
From those dreams you had,
They won’t take off anyway.
