You are a nice decent man
The one I dream of having
You are perfect to be
A guy.
A boy.
A man.
That I can love to the fullest.
You have it all.
Maybe we are destined..
To be lovers.
But why?
Why does the flowers you gave me felt so empty?
Why does our favorite song played isn't pleasing to my auditory?
You have it all.
From your head down to your feet.
Every detail of you.
Its like puzzle pieces fitting into their right places.
It is indeed enticing and breathtaking.
Everything that I can describe to the likes of you.
Maybe we are soul mates.
But why?
Everything ends up with maybe.
Everything ends up with dullness and emptiness.
Everything ends up with short goodbyes and fake smiles.
What is wrong with timing?
Why did our love became so perfect to the point that we need to let go?
Why did stupid cupids pierced the arrow to our hearts and made us into fools?
Why did stupid cupids return and removed the arrow and leave us broken?
Without a heart beat.
A skin slowly losing its color.
Everything in front of us became monotonous.
Everything started to get blur until we get blinded.
Pitch black.
Silent.
Swarmed by darkness.
We still used to do things like the old times but nothing feels different.
We are only chained with obligations.
We still try to numb the pain.
Trying to ease the wounds slowly.
Trying to save us from our own misery.
Were like a brokendown house.
Repairs is of no use.
Change is the only solution.
Everything is perfect.
Down to the last detail.
You and me.
Both of Us.
There is Love.
Everything was perfect.
Until we got tired.
We became unhappy.
We got broken.
No one can mend our broken hearts.
Neither of us.
So we decided to leave.
Going into separate ways.
Trailing the opposite direction.
Until were nothing.
Until we became nothing.