Mimi, My hands keep dancing in excitement... Scribbling words with no pattern But how do I match the puzzle? What words do I begin with?
How do I tell you that love is like a roller coaster? How do I write that the butterflies I felt were indeed of different colours and sizes? How do I explain that it was more than an aura between me and him?
The pleasant aroma of Cappuccino Forces those moments of every morning You wondered why I run to the coffee shop so early Yeah,it was our routine But how do I fill these words so you understand?
Remember, that bar down the road… I bet it still gat memories of our first kiss It was a karaoke night We were drunk in liquor,Drunk in love But Mimi,how do I pour out my sober thoughts?
It's a difficult puzzle I guess Cos I haven't been able to match any perfectly. Or maybe it's not a puzzle afterall Maybe you can help me fix this Maybe you will and understand Love. ….
Its past sundown. And I can't seem to settle my mind Even with the loud headphones over my head Here I am,Once again Adding more to the treasury Hoping that one day you will read all of these That soon you will know my pain
Eventually, you will understand why I left I need to live I can't keep surviving The struggle for us needed to be over I didn't know the mender needs to be mended Now its time to match my pieces together
And I have to do this alone Cos Its a battle within Fighting to shut the inner voices up Reminding my heart I need to live Not allowing your memories to cloud my head
A struggle of not going with the wind of pain An urge to stand aright on solid foundations So I won't slip to defeat I have no idea on how many noons Or maybe months or even years or decades it will take Cos I'm already gone
You damaged me beyond repair unconsciously I will never be alright I will forever be struggling Forever be matching my pieces correctly Nonetheless,I refuse to accept those echoes in my head Cos those are all lies...
I am at the threshold of finding myself. I am okay I no longer see the dark space I'm at the verge of breaking out from that grey spot And I believe I will be fine.