we started it all on a random Saturday,

and called it a day last Wednesday.

although it was short and far-flung,

i mournfully cherish every page we had been through. 

i've always known when to reach you,

so,

to all the uneasiness in my shoulder,

for me to endure this gap placidly,

i'll be your yellow.

my breath's got deeper

more and more

my step's grew shorter

less and less

transient crowd will find me standing

while i'm aphonically breaking

at the eleventh hour of my 20s

inside this dark lonely tunnel

please let my light shine again

i got you in my beat.

through thick and thin,

over prevalent gaps and junctions.

against this pandemonium and snarling rat's nest,

how many time do we have left?

Waving a goodbye 

is never easy,

Take a leap of faith

and leave no room for doubt.

In the glimpse of Damocles' sword,

lean into trust.

Lie low, 

sink in,

fight shy of your glances,

had i the power to dissipate.