What If

They say it’s prohibited  to say that word.
What if..
What if i dare myself to say it out loud?
What will they do to me?

What if i be someone else that i imagine in mind?
The one that i never became? The one-self that’s not yet existed?
The impact of what they did to me.
How will they recognize me?

What if i one day, i announce my very own cheat day?
Not towards the meal i ate
But towards the persons i met
They can barely recognize me..
Why must this happen? They ask for answer

it’s simple.
What if you’re the reason?

NZ | 1301720

The Day You Called It A Day

The day you called it a day.

It was a brilliant day,
The day i could possibly regain my strength
Cause it's already to that length; my busy days,
Cause i already cried a bank; since LDR is there.

On that brilliant day,
then i saw you were asking,
for questions from those and who is following,
i asked too, not to ignore you
intended to motivate you, your morning
then came another one or two, more curiosity upon you.
It came out; somebody is a better motivator.
i hope it 'was'

The day you called it a day,
you answered mine; like i'm the stranger.
They could tell by the words.
That somebody was replied too,
surprisingly; sweet and effortlessly,
we could sense it.
you tell me it's neither him or her; then what could it be?

It was the day you admitted you 'miss' ___,
While the world around you and ___ went sparkling,
The spark in our relation gone missing,
Our ship is sinking; many people around but no one could save me from the sinking ship, because it's ours.
i was suffocating, and everyone could see i was already dying but you.

While you remained calm in the striking wave,
___ knew ___ won the ghost battle.
It was the day you called ours a day,
the moment you said 'you miss ___'
i waited and built myself alone so long,
till finally i got the answer, that the one you missed is her.


NZ | 742020