I hate you

I hate you for being nice
I hate you for care for me
I hate your smile
I hate your kindness
I hate your calmness
I hate how you think
I hate you for being so mature
I hate the fact that you are a nice person
I hate that you are a hard working person
I hate I hate I hate it all

'coz I know
That's all just illusions

Present

It's wonderful how a small present can do.....
It can brighten your day
Enlighten your mood
Give a better sight of your day
Give you power to face all your routine
And best of all make you happy trough the day

Loving

Loving
Take much effort though it gives many joy
It's as clear as the summer sky
---though
Confusing as the thick autumn fog

Loving
Tears the draperies away
Shows weaknesses as strength

Loving
Reflects the very me as you
Exhibit the deepest fear
---as the most vulnerable me

Loving
Couldn't run from it
Couldn't hide from it

Loving
Sweet yet painful
'coz love all about is mistery

Love is a Mystery

Love is a mystery, it is
As we can't define it, but still able to recognize it

Love is a mystery
For it to come from and go to our heart
The most crucial part of us

Love is a mystery
Just as the very Heart
As it could be imagination
As it would tear you apart if it breaking

Love is a mystery
Real yet not more than Fantasy

Love is a mystery....

Irony

Long time ago....
We were best friend
Together through happiness and sadness
Together times and places

---ironic though,
With thousands of miles
We are just two strangers...

We were best friends
Making bunches of beautiful memories

---ironic though,
As Months gone by
There are just beautiful memories
The hard one to forget
YET
Hard to summon...

We were best friends
Understanding each other as twins

Though,
We are just two strangers
Unable to forget nor to remember

---Irony
For no one realize that we are just two strangers