He, who never thought he could live in her past

He was a person that was full of ambitions and thoughts about the bright future. She was a person with a past that's controling her present. He meets her one day and they seem to get along very well. Days pass by and they get attached to each other more day by day without realizing. He, without noticing started liking her, she did too but didnt want to tell. Being captivated in the past, it was very hard for her to live in his future, she thought. She didnt give him a choice though. Nor did she ask him if he wanted to share her past with her. He might have shared his future with her too and that could've made her a bit happier, he hoped. To him all that mattered what her happiness, even if it was for the cost of his misery. He didnt care less about himself. He saw the future in her eyes and didnt want to wake up, Yes, wake up from a vivid dream he lived everyday until she disappeared. She left him to suffer alone. Not that he wanted to suffer with her but he just wanted to know if she was happy so he could feel happy for her. He never cared about himself, as he always says, he's a messenger of happiness. He started to getting used to misery and lost hope of her talking to him again or even finding the slightest clue of where she had disappeared. Until one day she came out of no where. A small candle lit his heart for a second and he thought it's about time he felt happy, just to realize it was just another vivid dream he had of her contacting him. A dream he wished he never woke up from.

He was made for her. She was made for her past.

The reason

I once read the phrase "everything happens for a reason" in my friends status. I kept wondering what the reason was. Or if there was a reason that I met you. People come and go in our lives and we never think about what reason might've brought them in our lives and what took them away from it. But not this one. I'm not giving up until i get to know why you came in. So i can figure out a way to never let you go. As cheesy as it sounds, it's true. Why are we always affected by movies and music? Well movies and music aren't the ones to blame for our choices because we always have the choice but we always end up following the same choice given to us in movies because humans are just so naive. Hopefully one day i'll figure everything out and never follow movies. Because movie directors haven't figured out their reasons yet and thats why they're making the wrong choices.

After all there might not be a reason at all. I think its enough reason that you make me happy. At the end of the day I'd only look at your photo and smile :) Ain't that one hell of a reason?

Begin a new chapter!

*Note: this piece of poetry was written by me for one of my friends in an attempt to win his girlfriend back and yes! he did :D

I wish I could go back to square one

to fix all I ever did and what I have done

begin a new chapter, go back to the start

show you real love, that you're there in my heart

I dream of you when I'm awake, let alone when i sleep

I'll never break a promise, all of them I'll keep

you will always be my one and only star

that keeps my heart beating, playing like a guitar

sometimes i just wish we lived in our own world

you and I all alone, forever yours my girl

I've made a mistake letting you go away

I know there isn't much that I could ever say

I apologized once and here I go again

and no 'buts' this time, things will not be the same

problems can be overcome and our love gets strong

if I had a nice voice, I'd even sing you a song

baby girl I was lost and you made me found

forever I will think of you as my precious crown

I hope there's still room for me in your heart

to begin a new chapter, go back to the start

So Mysterious!

When life gets hard and you're in pain

you try everything to stay the same

but it never works and it gets so weird

and everyone's out and you're left to blame

its so lame, that there's nothing you've done

but still on you they'll point the gun

and you start thinking "why they're mad?!"

they say whats done cannot be undone

its mysterious how life is

one day its cool, the other its mess

all the problems and all the stress

is put on you like a game of chess

but still you try to prove them wrong

and do what you can to stay up strong

to satisfy them you'll keep going on

and on and on just like a moron

and on, you'll try to move

but you start to see what they want to prove

their words no longer have a groove

sometimes i wish i could only snooze!