Sunday, August 16, 2015

Her

People keep telling me she's wrecked
She's slacked
She's bad.
Though I have never done what she has
Has she ever done what I had?
And we don't even know which is worse
To think of someone a little more atrocious than us
Or thinking that we are not that superb either.

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Thursday, August 13, 2015

Feels

Art is to be shared, not to be sold.
Art is to touch, not to be hold.
Art is for the lonely, the happy and and the cold.
Art is for the young, the lady and the old.
Art is to be heard, and also being unfold.
Art is precious and darling, you can't even compare it to gold.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Our Remote Controller

Its 3 in the morning and its pouring heavily outside
I suddenly miss you so I checked my phone
4 minutes later..
Oh a text from someone I miss!
Wait, there's a remote beside my phone with a sticky note saying
"only works from 3-4 a.m, only works in complete darkness, press power button to get started"
I was of course curious so I pressed the power button without hesitations
I realised it was a remote control for our love story
Rewind to the part where we first met
Aaaah this part I remember most
The first time you smiled at me
You came with my cousin and a few other guys
Pause there
Let me just enjoy your beautiful innocent face
Okay lets forward a bit to the moment you asked me out on a date
Very old school and manly! 
You came to my dad and asked for his permission
God I'm smiling like an idiot now
I could watch those love in your eyes all night long
Fast forward
Skip skip skip all those bullshits that happened between us
Wait 
Rewind
Pause
Shit, that's the girl you cheated on me with
Why is she there again?
Eh.. You're smiling to her
Your face is more charmed than the moment you first met me just now
Play
Then you kissed me? 
Oh I get it so that's how you play the game
Fast forward
Laughing out loud at this part
When I decided to walk away
Look at how sad I was
LOL you and your necessary-to-be-guilty face
Okay lets just end this already
It's good to see how lovely we were
And how much you fucked up back then
At least when you suddenly text me at 3.04 a.m saying you're sorry
I can just drive to your house and throw this remote in your face