Sunday, April 25, 2010

My Sun, The Moon

My Sun, The Moon

Tonight, I'm letting my fingers do its magic. I can't sleep tonight. So I close my eyes and let my emotions flow to my writing. Collecting all my thoughts of you and let it flow. Like a stream of light shining through a dark room.

I hate myself, who knows nothing. I know nothing of the world that you're in. We're living in two different dimensions. You prolly don't know this but It's hard for me to reach out to you. If I get tired putting myself in harms way to find you and forget for a moment, our hidden memories still linger.

Even if I throw it away, again and again I want to call you and see your bright warm smile infront of me. I want to keep you right beside me.


Because you're My Sun, the Moon