Undefined 2 ....

Well actually, I wrote it about last week..


I don't think that this is the time... the right time, maybe... to stop.
Now I can hear what they do, these plants... they moving gently
The fallen leafs, swinging breeze, dust fragments... right now surely is the time that I can be my another me...

Keep telling myself to think clearly.. which the opposite side tells me to move on


remember..
that God always has His way to give me happiness
that mom told me to be good ones, and I agreed.

What will you do... if you know that I know "this" from the very start?
What will you say... if I changed?
Your heart.

Will you let me go just like that time???

Don't you remember what we talked a year ago afternoon?
When we agree that there'll no somebody but just 1 person to love?
When I trust you...
When I started to accept all things that we've done.
IMAGINE DAYS WHEN WE FIND HAPPINESS... just two of us

But, my heart feels like eating sour sharp red ground,
then I'm afraid if that feeling's right, and wondering it all days.

In the night of August,
I prayed for what I feel and hoping He hear my call

Then I dreamed.
I saw you... leaving me behind and walking straight to her car.
and I cried....

I started to think that the dream was just a dream. Sea flowers in the night
Those distractions,
and the others too...
it keeps me thinking that the dream maybe wrong. Really hope so, and about the distract too..
So that I can live happily.

But..
The fact is.. I can't keep it by myself all the time lately.
The seem much clearer and clearer...


I knew, you'll get me wrong again... but I hope you won't.
I fell down and guilty..
I think I was wrong and I started to try changing my self...