Feel Me

Drift People come and go, at least one of them stays longer, a little longer... I'm not a harbor you can visit to fill with the number of lives, I'm not a rest area you can stop by for a night, to sleep, to refresh your mind, when you're on a long journey, when the winter storm hits. I'm the dark moon who needs the sun to help me brighten the earth. Together—forever— watching lives come and go, watching souls fill and fly.

"We Were Just Strangers Who Understood Each Other" – And isn’t that the rarest thing? Just like accidents, but it never felt like that, not when you said those words and knew we weren’t just talking- you got it, didn’t you? Strangers, we are but when i stare closely, touch deeply There's something I didn’t even know I was missing Brown sharp sight lense like warm living room in cabin hid deep in the woods, and me, with my pink walls built so high so tough by tears and blood But there was something about the way It all crumble, without i even noticing None stars predict it, yet here, sitting next to me, as if it supposed to be There's no theory, No need fight for understanding It just how is it Weird isn’t it? And isn’t that the rarest thing? find this type of genuine bond, in this rot-brain world?

I Thought I Never Waited I thought I never waited, but now I realize—I have been waiting At first, it was nothing special, but now, at this point where we may never meet again, it burns  Turns out, oh turns out— this is stronger than I thought Built on the strongest steel, stronger than vibranium, they say It hurts. It really hurts Fingers ache to type, lips crave to speak, mind keeps pushing and pulling, heart trembles restlessly All because of you—you! Everything... unease, anxiety, doubt If only you felt what I feel, but I don’t know The first The first time... the heaviest matter of the heart I have ever felt You I hope you feel the same, and I hope your courage surpasses mine— to confess, to claim, to make me yours Bacl when my friends say: "All men are the same" "All like pigs" you have always been the exception

Maybe You are the only man who made me believe, made me feel free Because I understand you, and you understand me We complete each other I even wonder why we are still just friends We are the same, alike in every way It’s hard to think of anything I love without finding traces of you in it You are everywhere— in my heart, my mind, maybe even my body (Okay, I sound dramatic.) I swear, it hurts— it hurts so much And I am afraid Will I ever find a piece of myself like you again? I have let you go before, but I hope this time, we are braver. Make me yours! I always told them: "I would never let a man interfere with my journey of growing up" But deep down, I know— if that man is you, everything will be fine Maybe even better

The Life That Died Before It Lived You were never here And yet, I feel you everywhere. Like a ghost pressing against my ribs, like a breath I keep holding, like a name caught at the edge of my tongue that no one will ever hear Somewhere, there is a cabin we never stepped inside, where dust settles on a bed we never shared, where the windows watch the seasons change, but no one is there to see them The river still runs The trees still stand The world goes on, untouched by the absence of us Somewhere, there is a wedding that never happened. A song that plays for no one. No hands to hold, no whispered vows, no trembling voices saying forever. Somewhere, there is a girl in a white dress, standing in an empty room, waiting for a door to open, for someone who will never come. Somewhere, there is a life where we meet. Where I know the warmth of your hands, the weight of your head on my shoulder, the sound of your voice when you are not pixels on a screen. A life where I don’t have to imagine ...