The Sun in me

Every time I see you,

You’re shining like a sun,

Brighten the darkness in my life,

Even if I blind, I can still see you,

I can still feel you,

I can feel the warmth of your fondness,

Nothing can erase my love for you,

Because you’re my sunshine.

Reminiscence of the liar

Stroll down my memory lane,
Recalling the days with him,

Let me water my soul,

Because I know,

His oath of allegiance,

Were never meant to be mine,

A word from him is a half truth,

A half truth is a whole lie,

Thousand of promises,

Thousand of lies,

Time changes truth to lies,

No matter how much I bleed,

No matter how bad he did,

I can forget him,

I can forget it,

But a lie from him,

I shall never let it go,

Because a lie reminiscence of the liar.

What should I do?

I still don’t understand love

So I can’t get any closer

But why does my foolish heart keep pounding?

I’m haunted by you again and again

I just can’t get away

This hopeless love

Hurts my heart so much

Going from day to night

You’re all I think about

Being so pitiful and silly

What should I do?

You're just a shooting star

Perhaps you’re like a shooting star,

So bright at the sky,

You gave me hope for my wishes come true,

But at the end,

You’re just a worthless rock,

That hit on the ground,

And make a big hole on my heart,

Left me a crater for nothing,

Neither hope nor trust,

Make me looks ugly in my soreness,

Because you’re just a shooting star,

That will never fulfill one wishes come true.

Lady Shakespeare's Love Stories: Hopefully, hmm..., Hopelessly

Lady Shakespeare's Love Stories: Hopefully, hmm..., Hopelessly: "Year 2003, I saw him through the pavements grey, As his baby blue focused to my lens, Triceps an biceps work faster, Hopefully serotonin wor..."

Hopefully, hmm..., Hopelessly

Year 2003,

I saw him through the pavements grey,

As his baby blue focused to my lens,

Triceps an biceps work faster,

Hopefully serotonin works on him,

Every time he passed me by the window,

But hey, I heard my deep heart's core saying,

I'm hopelessly devoted to him.

I am not cupidity

I am not cupidity, who keeps on finding a marquis,

To have a halcyon times of peace,

As if money can find love in me,

But the love in me is a far cry,

My love is pure and it’s hard to find,

Giving my fondness for my flame,

As if a cupid struck me insane,

Crazy of love is my maniac pain,

As if fireworks sparks in my mind again and again,

Because being in love is the halcyon day of life with my swain.