Saturday, 24 December 2011

Love. Life. And Addiction



Today Is the day that I realized

That stories are just Lies covered with make-ups

Everything was perfect when it’s told

But yet in every heart, a storm is brewing


I am sleeping tonight, but I feel so different

I did not cry, but I write

I wish there was a remind button, or a stop button

Maybe a delete button, just in case


I am not a lion, or a tiger, or a bear

I am a fragile chick born in a middle of a snowstorm

Courage is not something I have, but something I want to learn

But yet, I kept staring on these 4 walls


This small thing called love

Is not like what you imagine

It’s not written, it is not felt

It’s you and me


Loving someone is not like a novel

You can write it

Or maybe type it

But you can't have the all tear-dropping part


Love doesn't come with a magical first kiss

Or even end with a kiss

It’s not about fighting the rules

Or maybe getting approval from your parents


There is no such thing as flipping heads all the time

Or a place where choices are always right

And if you pick the wrong one you still find true love

Memories are not recycled, they are either lost or buried


Yeah, I’m pretty sure Nicholas Sparks lied

love is not like a butterfly in your stomach

It’s more like an urge to kiss somebody you can’t kiss

most people say that I should keep holding on to what I love


I would love to hold on, but I got a life here

Truth hurts, lies too, but I don't get caught lying

When I 'hold on' I feel like cutting my wrist with a knife

And I don't find 'letting go' as a solution either


Together forever, is more like together for a period

I can say I won't cheat but my feelings can't promise a thing

I loved someone, then I fell in love again

Is it still called love?


Let me summarize everything I have been trough

It’s either Love. Life. or Addiction

Love is life and life leads to addiction

And when you love someone, you don't stop


If you stop loving someone you loved, that’s not love

I loved somebody, not sure if that person loves me back or not

But it felt right at that time,so I went for it

Then it fell apart


But when I saw that smile, I was spellbound, I can’t seem to be myself

I loved so much that it hurts

I tried to stop, I did! But then with one touch I’m lost again

That smile, that charm, that skin