Two worlds, two lives;
one dead and one alive.
Hoping we could align in some dimension,
in a pace where everything is slow, and
in a space where everything is true,
just so, with the comma, we can continue.
or
It could rather be a surrealistic genjutsu,
where being alive is a bane;
And all I want is to hear your name,
just to feel as if I'm sane.
After all, it's all in my head,
with a question followed in the end.
"Did I give anything in your life that you can cherish or is it too late?"
'Cause you are my best friend that I ever had,
who loved me even when I hate.
I believe you are the green to my black,
And when the hue doesn't make sense or
that ever did subsist,
all I could see is a tint of you that exists,
and the tint of me that ceased to exist.
With every silence I sit with and
every sigh that I try to skip,
It all talks about you,
And all I wanna say is "I MISS YOU".