De Javu

Love me… Just simple like make a word… On the white paper… No matter what the color of ink… Black, Red… Blue or anything… It just a bead and wire wrap… Love me… Like sing with your own voice… Bad or good… Receiving as U have…

Hi Princess… I have many words to say… But that’s not nearly enough … I know… Need more than expression… To make U believe…

I am very envious… To the night n day… That can always beside U… My heart is felt burning… When the sun being the first one… To see your smile… In the early morning… Even sometime… I hate the rain… That can touch U… And drenching your eyes….

I am all ears … Everything U want to share… Then you are leaning on my shoulder… I can’t say anything… Immersed in the warmth… Which maybe only for while… Or will become memories… Like a song and dance …

Love is not same with zero… Love is started with it… To being bigger or less… With many ways… Love can’t being a zero… In despite of broken heart… Or falling in love with other… Because… Love is beyond measure … And beyond expression …