Air of nostalgia blowing all over,
Insomniac and thoughtful.
Life has been 'Life'. I mean as hard as it should be.
Regretting growing up,pleading I've had it enough.
But life would just defy and deny.
Neither flying nor falling,just standing,
Holding onto every pieces,trying to fix it
But ,of course,in vain. Life has been used to with pain.
And right now,all long forgotten memories playing in a loop,
Some picture perfect memories I decide to play it on repeat.
The stars reminds me of promises unfulfilled,
The dark sky reminds me of how void my life without you I thought would be,
But,again, there's this moon glowing,reminding how bright I got to shine.
And with this reminder I walk past all the past
My hair sashaying with the cadence of wind.
The pen just racing. I write it all down,
So why not this one?
Well,this is me featuring 1 o'clock.
