how i expected and hated the ending of their story in my screen.
she couldn`t stare at his eyes,
she couldn`t see his face.
i watched her-
she cried, she screamed, she pleaded.
she failed to give a last kiss on the hand.
so she just waited, for the end of her storm.
she`d be lieing if she said it didn`t hurt anymore,
for maybe it`s just her job to let him make his own mistakes,
to learn and to forgive.
how sad. how remorseful,
for what made her stuck was the angelic lips.

so that love seat,
from crimson red to grayscale.
how much desaturated it looks like,
how much dust it has collected now.
everything is in black and white.
the fear of losing him, of closing the chapter,
seems so real now.

that torn love seat.
so priceless. so worthless.
all that`s left, are spirits of what`s already dead.

nisa my dear nisa, this is for you.
shed the tears nomore.
yes,
and illiyana saves the day again!
haha. my words are your cure.
and they always will be. haha.
really, THAT is for you.
cus i feel that it`s time to watch your life in the screen.
close the chapter. close the book. burn it.
and start anew. we are young.
if i love i,
then you should love you.
<3