Love,
Such mystery that has no specific answers to define
its existence since the first spark, many have fallen
to its magic and succumbed by it.
Some have their own perspective on defining love,
on how love can bring heaven’s comfort to their lives
or hell’s fire scorching their souls.
Mine are no different from other people,
I have my fair share of the good and the bad taste of love
in my life and after all those years of hardship,
I finally knew love based on my spectrum.
Love always presented itself as that ray of sunshine
fall upon us but many of us forget that love doesn’t
always promises happiness along the way as
we’re trying to preserve it in our hearts.
Many of us forget that love can never be easy
but it can only be wonderful
if and only if we learn to earn it yet acknowledge it,
Not just saying those three words
with our boneless tongue.
Hold your horses and think about it for a while,
Would you called it love as you treat that special
someone equal with people around you?
Would you called it love as you only interested in
finding common similarities in them which are only
benefits to your cheap desires,
But not appreciating them for their distinct uniqueness
which obviously portray their true identity?
Why are we living a lie just because we scared of being
our true selves and as an act of defense,
We start being someone else just to be perfect?
What is perfect?
Love wasn’t made only for Romeo and Juliet,
nor even for Cindarella and all its fairy tale bullshit,
sometimes we were so overwhelmed by love, we were
blinded to see on what is real and what is fantasy.
We may start making future plans
without any flaw but are we actually living it?
How can we already shifting most
of our attention on what is going to happen
tomorrow but pay less for not living it
now while we are still able?
Building such unnecessary towering
expectations later that can fall any moment
if it’s gone wrong one day.
Yes, even you knew it’s wrong.
So why can’t we just stop being a psychic
by making love predictable and
start living it now as if there’s no tomorrow?
Isn’t that what makes love
a much better place to live in?
Isn’t that how we may appreciate love more
on every second spent on them?
You tell me.
Love works best when both lovers
give their full pledge on each other,
Like a king need his queen so together
lives ever after in their kingdom,
And for that, I ranked woman that know how to treat
her man well with nothing but her love raining on me,
That special treatment which she only allow a man
in her lifetime to feel and treasured
without sharing it with anyone,
A woman that knows what is her needs,
making a bold stand to her principle that no one
can shake her than herself,
A woman that surrender herself to loyalty
as if there is no hesitation in her heart
by preserving her pure love
safely locked inside.
I don’t ask anything more than that, no.
I just want someone that one day,
If I fall hard to the ground, she would pull me right up
from my knees to remind me to never give up
while I’m still breathing,
If I fly high in the sky, she would pull me
back down to the earth to remind me
to never forget to where I stand,
And lastly if I lonely, she will beam her ray
of light on my darkness and shower me
with her warmth of comfort
as if she is my savior.
So one day if I have found her,
I would look into her dazzling crystal eyes,
Take her hand while taking a deep breath
to say “Why does it takes so long for you to come
and rescue me after all these while?”,
Smiling to her as I finishes my sentences to show
that I didn’t need cindarella nor snow white,
Neahhh,
Just a woman worth more than both of them
that not even a thousand fairytales couldn’t
compare to my one reality tales.
Such mystery that has no specific answers to define
its existence since the first spark, many have fallen
to its magic and succumbed by it.
Some have their own perspective on defining love,
on how love can bring heaven’s comfort to their lives
or hell’s fire scorching their souls.
Mine are no different from other people,
I have my fair share of the good and the bad taste of love
in my life and after all those years of hardship,
I finally knew love based on my spectrum.
Love always presented itself as that ray of sunshine
fall upon us but many of us forget that love doesn’t
always promises happiness along the way as
we’re trying to preserve it in our hearts.
Many of us forget that love can never be easy
but it can only be wonderful
if and only if we learn to earn it yet acknowledge it,
Not just saying those three words
with our boneless tongue.
Hold your horses and think about it for a while,
Would you called it love as you treat that special
someone equal with people around you?
Would you called it love as you only interested in
finding common similarities in them which are only
benefits to your cheap desires,
But not appreciating them for their distinct uniqueness
which obviously portray their true identity?
Why are we living a lie just because we scared of being
our true selves and as an act of defense,
We start being someone else just to be perfect?
What is perfect?
Love wasn’t made only for Romeo and Juliet,
nor even for Cindarella and all its fairy tale bullshit,
sometimes we were so overwhelmed by love, we were
blinded to see on what is real and what is fantasy.
We may start making future plans
without any flaw but are we actually living it?
How can we already shifting most
of our attention on what is going to happen
tomorrow but pay less for not living it
now while we are still able?
Building such unnecessary towering
expectations later that can fall any moment
if it’s gone wrong one day.
Yes, even you knew it’s wrong.
So why can’t we just stop being a psychic
by making love predictable and
start living it now as if there’s no tomorrow?
Isn’t that what makes love
a much better place to live in?
Isn’t that how we may appreciate love more
on every second spent on them?
You tell me.
Love works best when both lovers
give their full pledge on each other,
Like a king need his queen so together
lives ever after in their kingdom,
And for that, I ranked woman that know how to treat
her man well with nothing but her love raining on me,
That special treatment which she only allow a man
in her lifetime to feel and treasured
without sharing it with anyone,
A woman that knows what is her needs,
making a bold stand to her principle that no one
can shake her than herself,
A woman that surrender herself to loyalty
as if there is no hesitation in her heart
by preserving her pure love
safely locked inside.
I don’t ask anything more than that, no.
I just want someone that one day,
If I fall hard to the ground, she would pull me right up
from my knees to remind me to never give up
while I’m still breathing,
If I fly high in the sky, she would pull me
back down to the earth to remind me
to never forget to where I stand,
And lastly if I lonely, she will beam her ray
of light on my darkness and shower me
with her warmth of comfort
as if she is my savior.
So one day if I have found her,
I would look into her dazzling crystal eyes,
Take her hand while taking a deep breath
to say “Why does it takes so long for you to come
and rescue me after all these while?”,
Smiling to her as I finishes my sentences to show
that I didn’t need cindarella nor snow white,
Neahhh,
Just a woman worth more than both of them
that not even a thousand fairytales couldn’t
compare to my one reality tales.
