Love Yourself

Seven days out of the week,

I’m in love.

Some days with them, mostly with him.

But on the Eighth day,

Between the depths of the night and crack of the day,

It’s with me.

Unknown No.1

I made a promise, forever written in my soul.

Even though the Pandora box has opened and the secrets

are known, I keep my lips sealed until he pries them open with his.

Caught in a lie, can’t go back now.

Like an anaconda strangling my neck, no words can come out.

Do I hide underneath the thick wraps of peer pressure?

Because I Love You

Fingers pressed against his hand,

I am too afraid to say what needs to be said.

Like the words are crowding inside my mouth,

but nothing but air blows out.

And he’s looking at me, smiling,

As if he doesn’t know I am dying internally.

To You

He said look up at the sky.

And asked how many do I see.

I said one.

He shook his head.

He then said,

“There are always two. One for you, and one for me.”

Interlude

I am different.

Thank god, thank god.

I find myself indifferent

I'm blessed, I'm blessed.

In the imperial dusk,

I can see the sun shining,

Then I feel the churning spirit that

Burns within me.

It's so gold.