A Line.
Too Thick For Someone So Big To Realise It Exists.
Yet You Cross Like Nothing Ever Stand In The Way.
A Door.
A Key In Need To Open For Answer Yet You Haven 't Ask The Important Question.
Rhetorical Maybe But As Real As You And Me.
A History.
A Year Long Of Pain And Suffering But A Disguise Well Played Hidden In All From All Playing Roles.
Fear Not, In Their Eyes You Are Still The Sweet Angel In Distress And I Am The Asshole With Rage.
A Recognition.
Something As Valuable As Single Dust In The Air But Nothing Ever Prove So Innocence.
A Blessing In Disguise But Never Revealed As The Public Shouldn't Know.
A Smile.
As Sharp As A Knife Cutting A Flesh Of A Scarred Wound.
Never Healed Never Recover And Still There To Remember.
A Simple Hello.
Reconciliation In Form Of Genuine Gesture Yet Poisonous As Ivy's Strike.
A Cute Meet, Never Planned Never Executed Yet Might Make Right.
A Conclusion.
What The Future Holds For Us Is For You And I To Set Atone.
The Balls In Your Court As I Am Here Not As A Judge But As A Witness For Justice.
