Wednesday, 10 May 2023

I don't know how I feel anymore, spoke about it too much with too many people. It's finally draining, finally creates a headspace that I no longer willing to spend more time in. So here I am, writing one last conclusion before the train eventually hits destination. 

Where should I start? 
Summer nights and winter lights, a spark that burned once or twice. 
Mistaken a moment as forever, danced with the wolves and ran with the foxes. 
Ravens were there to deliver the news, we all thought we could figure it out. 
Morning mist in that seaside town, velvet gaslight blurred all visions. 
There was my silhouette. 

It all sounds like a joke now, the story gets bored when the chapter gets longer. But there was a point we believed, love can overcome all the difficulties and differences. Until it got too far, got too complicated, got to here. 

We both stopped trying. There's no other way to do this, we can't pretend things are going well when it's quite literally falling apart. And the worst thing is, I have nothing to takeaway from this. If it taught me one thing, it would loudly be forever truly is the sweetest con. 

After all, it is my disbelief of destiny, that leads us.
And I need to let you go, set me free. 

Monday, 14 June 2021

The Eighth Day

But sometimes I feel trapped, in a day that don't exist.

Every now and then, I just wish there was another day in the week. Does another day make a difference? I guess not. It is just an extra day to escape life, escape responsibility and reality. To have an extra day, not needing to make a decision. 

While you can argue that everyday can be that day, us humans just like putting a meaning behind everything. Each day has a meaning, something we give to that day so it makes sense. 

Wednesday, 17 February 2021

Winter Stars

Winter Stars
Unfinished Lyrics 

Tonight is the night we don’t fall asleep 
To the rooftop and counting stars 
Past and future don’t matter that much 


Three rounds in a soho pub

Getting drunk alone is as good as high 

Lost and found people on the way 

Can’t relive those summer days 


Midnight driving and a cigarette awake 

Half conscious wishing you were here with me

Most nights staring at the winter sky alone 

Hoping somewhere there’s a place for us

Seven years back and forth 

Every song screams your name 

Oh I have to let go someday 

Another drink pour me in 

City lights shine as bright

Hoping one day you’ll see


Just a day or two with you

Before I learn to go with the tide 

Once I called you mine 

Now you are just another stranger across the road 

Fireworks from Rear Window

Fireworks from Rear Window
Unfinished Lyrics 

All I could see were just fireworks 
Blooming in the sky left nothing behind
Sad you weren’t by my side
Even though I pictured it over and over again 
Didn’t see you walk away from my rear window
Didn’t know we’d simply burn out by the end 


Do you remember that Wednesday night?

Waved you off screaming see you tomorrow 

Maybe it’s better off to leave it in the spring

I’m the only one who stayed behind 

Wish it was that easy, wish you were any other

Starry sky just looks better in your wide eyes 


Sorry I didn’t mean to act that way 

Couldn’t help myself, couldn’t resist 

Does she wear blue better than I did? 

Will she wear white while exchanging rings? 

Friday, 27 November 2020

I Wish We Wouldn't End Up Like This, but I'll Never Know.

I can already see us breaking into pieces, because my heart is just not ready to be settled - it probably never will. You are from that good nice caring family, having a mother who'd want nothing more than you living a stable life. I'll never be the one who can give you that life. 

I'm born to run, I'm born to break other people's heart. 

Sometimes I'd like to picture us in 10 years time, you'll always be behind me and supporting my wildness and craziness. But I just can't see that turning into reality. I live what you called higher class life, love those extra things. Never fail to admit that I'm a drama Queen. Those arguments, those sassiness, I just can't live without them. It's hard for me to see myself out of a big city - I currently am, and it's killing me inside. I miss the city lights, the busy tube runs, the sirens that screams so lord made me panic. Not used to this calm countryside kind of life, probably never will get used to it either. 

Want to be next to you, but also want to live in freedom again. I am a monster half of the time, even me hate myself. 

Friday, 13 November 2020

Pandora's Box

I always say the past is like Pandora's box, don't open it up unless it's necessary. When you think about it, no matter how amazing the memories were, they are only bittersweet now. We will never be able to relive those moments, no matter how much you once cherish and praying those moments won't fade away - they fade away. Much quicker than you'd think. 

But honestly, who doesn't live without having this Pandora's box in their closet?

Recently a friend got me to open up my box, and frankly the experience wasn't pleasant. I was reminded with things that I would love to forget - but I never will. It is once of my most precious memories, no matter the ending. Thinking about her still occasionally gives me strength, the reason why I worked so hard towards everything was so she might come back to me. It will never happen. I know. 

Once I was young, chasing for a fever dream. Running my life imaging a romantic film would become true - after some long and painful years, we meet up and fall for each other again, then happily ever after. Only I forget there's no such thing for a lesbian couple, we live by tragedy. Summer fling, winter fireplace; only memories bring them lives. 

When I close my eyes, I'm next to the sea with you again. There, strumming on our guitars, we are back to our teenage years dreaming to become some amazing adults. We were kids who known everything, yet nothing. Wasted our youth with drinking Vodka with no mixer, pretended we were not drunk and able to walk straight. Curiosity, drugs, and love. 

Only love, that still burns bright, and will always burn bright. 

Home is 17

Found a faded Polaroid

In the pocket of my ripped jeans 

Next to a train ticket that's a-few-year old 

Memories flooding back

It was an afternoon like this

Faded blue, lawless teens


So bottom up to those years

Sun never set in that seaside town

Dancing under a starry sky

How you kissed me on my right eye 

Ice on ice running in the wind 

Crossed my heart and crossed my mind

Would you take me back to 17

Would you?


Barely ever think about it

My wasted youth in the pouring rain

Won't admit I belong to anywhere 

I might be a hypocrite

Wrote this on a London train 

Fearless days, autumn air 


Can you hear me?

Same place, different people

Same teens, forever feeble 

From the eyes of a Gemini

I can't go back.


Said goodbye to those years

Staring at the past with running tears

Used to dance all night long

Wasting youth was nothing wrong

Ice on ice we were running wild 

Dreaming of hope being exiled 

I could never run back to 17

But memories are evergreen. 

Cause home is 17.