she rants in silence

You know, how grateful I’m for your existence in this world? But, sometimes i wonder that ‘grateful’ still can’t be enough to express the way i feel, there must be something deeper. It’s beyond that and only God knows how it goes.

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I think you’re so pretty, I couldn’t bear. No, I don’t talk about the appearance of yours, but the beautiful soul of yours. The way those eyes illuminate my souls and make my heart whole.

They think I’m crazy, well maybe I’m.

I love being alone, but by any chance I’d rather be with you instead. Wondering where life could lead, if I put you in every step ahead. Oh God, my mind got wildly scenarizing like it’s tattooed forever in my head.

The heart’s never been adoring ones like it did to you. The eyes disorderly yearn for your stare like it’s the best breathtaking view. The soul have crossed ocean of living souls and mine still craves for the warmth of yours.

Yet, the madness only lives in silence, no clues nor cues.

I won’t drunk text you only to show you the unbearable feeling of mine. I’m too scared of a sudden wide open scar, so here I’m admiring you from afar.

I won’t come toward your people only to spoil my craving soul that always wonder how your life’s doing. I’m such a coward when it comes to the feeling for you.

Instead, I will let you immortally live in the universe I built, the fairytale I made. The world where the pen and brush I take as a sword. Sculpting the scenery I deadly want. Gaining the daydream I always rant.

I told God a lot about you then i cried, ’cause I got no more words to say and my tongue got tied.