a spiritual energy

Carrying too much conviction in every your words just make me in a big doubt. Very… big doubt - happy-

12 February 2012, when I noticed that I’ve been swamped in quicksand, sinking away until only my hat remains on the surface…

I’m falling into amongst billion of words that make me forget how to stand and walk properly, even though you hold my hands tightly.

That Night, when you hide your feeling out, u said it was over. And u tried so hard to stop your tears by smiling and keep bringing the story as a motivated one. But you couldn’t hide it. Not in my face.

The hate and hope become so blurry in one, surrounding you. But don’t worry honey, I’m here, would give all my paper-wishes for you and hang it there in the wishing tree.

I don’t care. I’ll show you how my love work this out..