if only I could be on top of the mountain
I would scream my hope to the skies and the valleys
to incinerate all the vague thoughts and uncertainties
to widen my shoulders and deepen my breath
because I need those shoulders so I can be relied on
because I want to breath deeper and longer
since every breath I take
is you.
if only I could tell all the stories; of miseries and hopes
I would write the best tragic comedy of love
to dispel all the misty mind and blurry thoughts
to make myself braver, brave enough to speak the truth
because I fear the worst thing to happen
because I fear what may come after
since what I fear the most
is losing you.
Ajie
15 July 2011
1.19 AM
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