Worthwhile

"I understood the danger of focusing only on what isn't there...

What if I came to the end of my life, and realized that I had spent

everyday, watching for a man who would never come to me?

What an unbearable sorrow it would be to realize:

I never really tasted the things I had eaten,

or seen the places I had been;

because I thought of nothing but the Chairman,

even while my life was drifting away from me.

And yet, if I drew my thoughts back from him,

what life would I have?

I would be like a dancer who had practiced since childhood,

for a performance she would never give."

-Sayuri Nitta,

Memoirs of a Geisha

Can't Help Falling in Love

You don't know how lovely and irritating you are at the same time.

For no logical reasons, I'm entirely fixated at you.

I guess love is a form of amnesia when a girl forgets there are 1.2 billion other guys in the world...

Come Away with Me...

We'll find a place between fact and fiction.

Stranded between heaven and earth.

We'll stay there forever.

Make an inception.

And as long as they don't know we'll be the masters of pretense.

True Love's Kiss

Many a girl has waited long, for a husband brave or strong;

but I’m sure I never met any sort of woman yet

who could wait a hundred years,

free from fretting, free from fears.

Now, our story seems to show

that a century or so, late or early, matters not;

true love comes by fairy-lot.

Some old folk will even say it grows better by delay.

-Charles Perrault, The Sleeping Beauty in the Woods

Meet Me at the Corner

I remember the corner.

The corner of your color.

The corner of your smile.

The corner where we kissed.

The street corners turning into the corners of the corridor.

Into the corners of the room where we lay.

The corners of your mouth, of your eyes.

The corners of words we didn't finish.

The corner of your name.

On the corner where we parted.

I remember the corner.

The Theory is still Just a Theory

Outside...

There was the same frosty stillness.

The same moonlight.

The sky was nothing but dreary blackness.

The stars were hardly noticeable.

The sky was no attraction.

And I am lying here on my bed.

And if I blink my eyes enough,

maybe I will wake up and you will still be there sleeping next to me.

Can I trust you?

Sometimes,

I can't work out if you're a friend who wants to talk to me

or an enemy who wants to take from me.

I'm hanging by a thread here,

in this fragile alliances.

Please be sincere,

For I want you more and more each day.

Have a little faith,

Somewhere,

there’s someone...

who dreams of your smile,

who longs for a conversation with your soul,

who is willing to accept your whole being,

your sweetest allure, your darkest secret,

who wishes to share with you

warmth and sweet caresses,

who falls deeply in love with you,

who finds in your presence,

that life is worth while.

The Melting of Glaciers

And while he looked deep into my eyes and spoke,
My very conscience and reason turned traitors against me.
And charged me with crime in resisting him.
They spoke as loud as feeling, that clamored so wildly.

This was true:

I tried so hard after they left to make my heart hard.

And now you have undone all my hard work.

Love me till my heart stops,

And you will find no fear here,

in unkind words or the hardness of others.

And you will find no sadness here,

in the meanness of the world,

in the anger that comes from those who feel small.

And you will find no hurt here,

in a million insults or

in a single, softly spoken lie.

Because only a hard heart shatters.
Only a hard heart, breaks.

I'm with you because, despite everything,

I still love you.

And while you might walk in and find me punching a wall,

it's only because I want to kiss your lips.

There's no revenge here.

Love doesn't hate back.

I will not relent.

I will reach you.

And I will continue to love you no matter what.

Home.

When I'm by your side,

The whole world just fades away

The only thing I could hear is the beating of your heart.

I suppose, I'M HOME.

{wjdkyy}

One April Day

One April day, we'll go miles away...
In the middle of nowhere, where the world is just ours.

With the breezy wind gently stroking our hairs,
the sun peeping from bushes of clouds,
pieces of dandelion flying around us...

I'll turn to you and say,
"I've always loved you and I'll always love you"

Under Her Spell

Nearer and nearer moved this sun (as he saw her),
radiating its gentle, majestic light on every side,
until he felt himself enfolded in that radiance...

And heard that voice -so caressing, serene and yet so simple.
A deathly silence fell, which he sensed as right and proper.
Through it came the sound of her sweet voice.

Her face was even finer than ever before.
It glowed with a girlish delight and youthful innocence
of a giddy fourteen-year-old.

Glancing casually, her eyes met his,
and lingered there for not more than two seconds.
Whether or not she could tell what was happening at the depths of his soul, (and he was almost sure that she could),
She did stare into his face for two solid seconds,
with her hazel eyes emitting a soft and gentle radiance.

That was how he fell under her spell.
That was how she stole his heart.

I Want to...

drive to a destination unknown.
The place we try to force ourselves to dream about,
with clear skies & countless stars.
I want you to hold my hand the whole journey there.

Stoned

There I found myself all alone.
You left me with nothing,
but a heart of stone.

I had been waiting for no one but you.
I waited, until the stars fall down on me.
Day by day I hoped of your sight.
I prayed for you each and every night.

Feelings of emptiness gave me hope.

Tears gave a reason for me to cope.

I lift my hands to the skies, racing the winds to dry my eyes.

Still I feel my soul yearning of its kindred.

I feel my hearts desire for this wait to end.

Years had passed,

and I happen to fly away.

I conquered loneliness.

I will live another day.

Through this journey that you inspired,

I therefore concluded:

How a heart gets tired.

Happy Thought

There were the evenings when moonlight shimmers,

How sweet and lovely to renew and trust the happy hopes that glimmer":

That someone is thinking of you..

But then again, you'll never know...

Wondering whether I was deeply missed...

Why are We not Together?

My dear sweetheart,
What a terrible and awful thing absence is!
I tell myself that half of my existence and happiness is in you;
that for all the distance that divides us,
our hearts are united by indissoluble bonds.

Yet my own rebels against destiny,
and in spite of the pleasures and distractions that surround me,
I cannot overcome a certain secret sadness,
which I have sensed at the bottom of my heart ever since our separation.

Why are we not together as we were last summer?

Passing...

Living...
Breathing...
No real sense of place, no real sense of time.
It is simply not about "the moment".
It is about the passing.

What day is?
What is supposed to be?
Elapsing surreality...

Brooding Over You...

I had come in lower spirit than usual, recently...
The ebb was occasioned by a poignantly felt disappointments.

Perhaps you think I've forgotten him,

amidst these changes of places and time.

Not for a moment, his idea was still with me
Because it was not a vapor sunshine could disperse,
Nor a sand traced effigy storms could wash away.
It was a name graven on a tablet,
fated to last as long as the marble it inscribed.

The craving to know what had become of him followed me everywhere,

I sought my parlor each night to brood over it.

Where We Belong

Hush now restless soul, delay an instant...
Lay on me weary wanderer, for you're safe here
by the shelter of a guardian angel.
Be still, you've found yourself a place called home to betake.
Here by my side, you've found where you belong...

P.S.

I find you lonely, I will be your companion
-to read you, to walk with you, to sit with you, to wait on you;
to be eyes and hands to you.

Cease to look so melancholy my dear,
you shall not be left desolate as long as I live.