Bed of Proses.

lxvi.

❝ where i should be ❞

where is the place where i should be?

choose between expectations and reality-

should i knock at your door,

and greet you with a kiss

or smile like it was casual-

like i've never miss your lips?

cause my hopes ruining me now-

like how the sea touches the castled sand,

like how my paranoia eating me up,

just like how i eat my favorite snack.

tell me where i should be-

should i'll be here holding your hand,

or found someone in an unknwon crowd,

but if you will ask me-

the best place where i should be,

is in the loving arms of yours and between.