for i couldn't

i'd send you a bouquet of flowers,

at your muddy doorsteps,

each day.

i'd give you a smile,

and make you the happiest person,

on earth.

but i'm not able to do any of that,

'coz i couldn't be selfish.
perhaps time may have its say some day.

it's raining cats and dogs.

gloomy days,

dark skies,

it rains heavily outside.

bright lightning,

angry thunders,

creating a fearful melody,

a friend of your lonely days.

for when they're not there for you,

you can still survive,

for they shouldn't be your world.

and

where is that calm and happy girl i used to be?

go away ~

sometimes i wonder why i still stay,

when i'm always in dismay,

i feel as if everything's going astray,

so i guess i should leave this disarray.

if today was yesterday

if today was 5 years back,

things may have been different.

if today was 5 years ago,

perhaps it would have been a little special.

should i have known,

i would have been more appreciative.

but i guess things change,

situations change.

and it's about time for you to stop looking backwards.

but move forward.

to where the future may bring you.

like the sky and the sun.

like how the sky misses the bright sun when night comes,

couldn't wait for its appearance the next morning.

no matter how bright the moon and stars,

but still, the sky needs the sun.

for they couldn't be apart for even a day,

even if a few hours may come between them,

they still stick together.

like you and i.

the fog

the misty fog,

in the early morning,

cool and gloom,

not making way for a morning shine.

as though giving a shield to its surroundings.

the blue skies become grey,

the vision of green trees and high mountains become blurry.

as vague as how a sight could be.

as how i couldn't see through still waters.

for the view is unclear.

thus i do not know which way to go.

A heart

even if i had a sack full of paintbrushes,

i couldn't paint a smile at every nook and corner,

of my thousand steps.

there would still be a gloomy stroll.

as much as i'd like to see Happy at each seat of pupils in a class,

there will still be an empty seat.

for there could only be one.