Wake me up.
When I'm not ready to open my eyes,
in the morning.
Because the truth is, you, by my side, when the morning comes, is, like nothing that I ever knew.
I'd rather see you with my eyes half - open than see darkness and small weird fireflies inside my eyeball.
My vision is just so blur, yet your voice so clear, calling me out from my half-nightmare.
And your touch in my hair, suddenly stole the dizziness in my unsymmetrical head.
Satisfy me.
With your unlimited words of wisdom.
Even your name-spell gimme a mini heart attack.
Every time, every where.
No morning without my imagination and thoughts about that moment.
The silent moment when we're just starring each other, smiling, like two silly lovers in drama movies.
I'm so naive to said that you're nothing but the memories. You are more more more than that,
you are inside me,
you are me.
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