Wednesday, July 13, 2016


A phone over human being.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014


I can feel it, the first time our eyes met.
There's something about you. Something special.
Neither words nor glares can describe that something I found in you.

I can feel it, the first time we held hands.
There's something growing fonder. Something different.
Who knows that something was my feeling I kept hid inside.

No. You aren't that special.
You aren't that handsome. That rich. Your car is not the biggest or most luxurious.
But you have one big warm heart, welcoming me inside.

No. I am not that beautiful. I'm not a genius. I am no model no sexy, I'm nothing. But I'm genuinely glad to be yours.

I'll be waiting for you to love me unconditionally too.

Thursday, November 7, 2013


Whenever I'm tired, lucky in my life, you'd come to my side

Whenever I'm sad, lucky in my dream,
you'll always surround me with your warmth

No matter when and where,
I'll always smile like this
No matter how much troubles on earth,
I'd never let you see my tears

Even if you don't know my heart
Even if I can only see your smile, I'd feel very lucky
Can you come one step closer to me?

Sunday, September 29, 2013


“Love never gives up, never loses faith, always hopeful and endure in every circumstances.” 

My dear sweetheart, take your time, win big, and don't forget me. Lol.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Day by day.

I remember the day we met
Both shy, but wanted to talk
Even when we tried
We didn’t know what to say

Day by day
We took it slow
And our conversations began to grow

Since, the day our conversations grew
I became very fond of you
Hoping you felt fond of me too

One night we had a talk 
And now look where we’re at
In the happiest place we can be
That is, in the relationship light

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Be ready,

for the negativity.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

How, when and where.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

I love you.