Thursday, July 16, 2009 @ 7/16/2009 09:18:00 PM
I hate turning away.
Deep inside, I am a guy who will warp what he sees.
With all the courage I could muster, I held your small hand.
Though you say you're afraid of me letting go of your hand.
Deep inside your heart, you'll be the one who will let go of my hand.
With all the courage you could muster, you grabbed my hand.
Being unable to convey things properly with just words,
We disagreed with each other.
Our wandering hands came together.
Unfortunately, I had to say the word "good bye".
"Always together", we used to recite.
The wind blowing past us, if you ask still.
It seems like a fleeting dream standing still.
In my memories that faded into the scenery.
From time passed from our goodbyes.
I too, somehow, learned about the reality of this world.
Still not understanding what life is but,
I knew of freedom and responsibility.
Being busy everyday,
when I was finally able to forget myself.
I stumbled upon the scenery again.
I looked up at the sky, and embrace that pain in my chest.
I remember.. That day, that time.
Letting go of your hand was what I had to do.
Even if I regret it, it can't be helped.
I had the will to go home, when you appeared infront of me.
It's not an illusion.
You are right infront of me.
The same place with your never changing smile.
Forever and ever, I wanted to meet you once more.
Without saying anything, you smiled.
And gazed at me with your charming deep eyes.
With those small hands, you held my own.
The passing seperated only the two of us.
Split only 1 tear of understanding.
Sweet words or a deep kiss, now it's okay not to have them.
I only need to close my eyes and say "always together",
and the wind of our past happiness would embrace me.
Though I do regret our meeting.
I will always remember those unforgetful memories you bestowed upon me.
I have nowhere else to go