dear my love,
I’ve been here for as long as I can remember
I regain consciousness from my very dream
but, my love
who are you ?
the alter personalities of mine
one whom took my freedom away
I shall hate you
and love you at the same time
but again, my love
who are you ?
a shade behind the moon is haunting me
crying beneath its heart
evaporating under the stars
and still, my love
I don’t know you
the smile and the tears
which one is the honesty,
which one is the modesty
and, my love
which one is for me ?
I remember the way you look at me
I remember the way you speak to me
I remember the way we laugh together
but, my love
I can’t remember why you’re here with me
And I still can’t remember who are you …
rather .. actually .. I guess .. I never really know who you are..
Read More »
