ThirTeen

Assalamualaikum Hey there, mate. Don't look so down, I know it's painful, The feelings swirling around, Enough to make you drown. There, there, mate. You said you wanted to go through the days, Surviving, as you acted like nothing had ever happened. You told us you would fake it. But I hope all the breathtaking smiles on your face last night were something real, Came out straight, mirroring the truth inside your chest. I really hope you had fun, even though yesterday was short. Do you listen to Japanese songs? I'd like to give you some, They are all my favourites. And how about Lany? Listen to the one with the street lamps, and the one which will make you scream out your frustration. Taylor Swift? They are the best. Hey there, my mate. How are you feeling now? I will tell the time to keep after you. As you walk through the sadness I hope the wind will help you dissolve the pain in the thin air. I won't tell you to let everything go. It's yo

Assalamualaikum The times when all you saw was the corner of his eyes, Remember that the view now is nowhere near your range. And the weather has changed, You'll soon realise he is somebody you used to see and now is a great stranger. The moment when you thought about going back to the past Just to have one more chance to make it right, To do what you thought you should and cherished what you thought you'd ignored, Remember that everything now is almost all right, and this happens for a reason. When you told yourself you felt sorry, Now that he told you it was okay there was no hatred, Keep that in your mind and move forward. Look at your back he no longer waits as he is now long gone and moved on. You want something that you know has been poison, What you did back then was okay, It's all right. Hey, it's alright. This too shall pass. Don't look back. Not this time, not anymore, okay?

Assalamualaikum I took a peek at the sky just now, It was dark, Seemed sad, Just like you. You couldn't comprehend a thing, Your outer world and the inside of your head, Everything was spinning and you had always been losing. You couldn't smile from your heart, And it was even harder in loneliness, when none was looking, You felt helpless, and once again you decided to run away. They said you always took an easy step, Running away from the storms and hurricanes, Hitting every wooden roof and destroying every heart, They stayed while looking at you packing up yourself and fled away. They told me it wasn't fair. But little did they know, you're also hurting. But not like those who seemed strong, you admitted your defeat, Raised up the white flag, Kissed everything goodbye. Maybe you couldn't think of a way out of the maze, Everything was so suffocating, even to breathe for a second it was nearly impossible, Your chest felt tight, you kept

Assalamualaikum Listening to my old playlist sure is something else. I never thought those songs would actually give me quite a feeling. I have always liked to look for songs which have special meaning, and which I can relate to. Songs which remind me of someone, or something. Or events in life. People come and go, but they would always leave traces and I would pick songs for them. And those lyrics and melodies are the one which would be reminding me of the ones who have been away, those who have left, those who no longer bring any meaning. And soon those songs will no longer matter, and the traces will surely be washed away. And I, soon, will slowly forget about them. I, will slowly walk away from you. Just like how the thought of you could no longer move my heart to write, I will slowly forget the colours you used to paint on the canvas of my heart. The feelings which I could recall, but to know how they feel, is something I can no longer describe. I end up knowing it is

Assalamualaikum I'd be wondering about you, The hair gel fixing your hair, And the minimal scent no one wouldn't notice, I'd wonder about all the likes you own, Which type, what kind of style, Does it have to be specific? Or you can just go on with anything? Knowing how you would style the hair, I guess you do have one specific preference and liking, don't you? I'd wonder about you, The playlist which I bet is different from mine, Or your ears and beats can always sync with anything the radio offers? Listening to your voice, singing along with those local singers, I bet you don't really have a special playlist, do you? I'd wonder about you at nights, I tell you now I really like late night drive, the breeze smells cold, And not many people are living on the road, Do you have late night rides? Would you wander around like the others at night time? There are so many things to think about you, And to guess which is you and which is not,

Assalamualaikum It's only natural to rise up early in the morning, Catching breath while looking at the back of your neck, And that neat hair. It was one of the best times of my life, And it was a normal thing to see you smile so wide, And hearing my little heart whispered its thought, Telling the whole other parts of me, How beautiful you are. And how sad it is, To know that you'll, well, you might never hear it out loud. Seeing you once again was something so magical. I never thought I could see such a gorgeous, which is you, once again, And how it felt like home, even though months have gone and separated us. And it is sad. To know that I might need to keep this, to myself, Forever. So today I played Gorgeous for you, Stay there and hear some more from me.

Assalamualaikum The Speak Now was playing, And the smell of clothes detergent brought me back to years before. It was weekend in the morning, The ray of sunlight heating up the wooden table, I remember the times we talked and you told me you're helping your mom with the vacuum. And I remember feeling proud and the things you told me were all pure and white, And that one song we shared and you liking it was probably because of me. It was all on weekends, where we would talk longer than usual, About the cars, Mini Cooper and Volkswagen, Ridiculous fantasy dinner and unplanned trips. I remember on weekends you were being yourself, And how good you are to your family. I remember on weekends you were finally away, And how good you are, now, It's finally unknown.

Assalamualaikum "It's okay if people don't appreciate us," "We don't have to be like them," "Always be the one who knows how to appreciate others," Sometimes you hope for others to feel the same as you, You expect them to give back the same energy as you. And it hurts when it all turns out to be different in the end. You could always go far for that one person, But you should never, let yourself expect the same in return. Just do whatever you think can benefit them, without any expectation. But somehow I think it has something to do with our intention. If we are sincere enough in our doings, we wouldn't be expecting things in return. But as a human being, it's only natural to do it. It's in our nature; expectations. I don't really have the right to complain when at times I let myself to choose who to appreciate, And who to let go. Not everything matters as some certain things. Does it? It feels wrong. But

Assalamualaikum As I was staring into space, My mind recalled back the first encounter, And the corner of your eyes. The look you had on your face, And the whispers in this tiny heart, Do you want to believe that in a way, somehow, Those were connected? It took me years to look at you differently, And grew butterflies every time your silhouette passed by. It took you a few turns to come back, But I let the ties become loose, Now you aren't even walking on the same track. You knew what I wanted to say, But it was a quarter of one percent, Of everything I wished I could tell you, And of everything, I didn't say.