lost in thought...

The clouds gathered and soft rain began to fall from the darkend skys. We ran underneath a tree, its old, twisting branches covered with green, lush, leaves shielding us both from the rain. We sat, and watched the rain fall, as if they were tears being cried by a god. She slowly opened her mouth and said to me in a quiet, yet seductive voice, "If I die, will you mourn my death?". I did not want to think about this, I did not want this moment to end. I forced myself to say "Yes, i would". She sighed and looked up at the tree, looked past its braches, into the sky beyond, then, she stood up and turned to me and said "I must leave you, you will not see me again". She started to walk away, but I caught up with her. "Why?", I asked, "Why must you leave me?". She simply turned and smiled at me, and quietly said, "We are not meant be, we are different, we are not the same". I replied, "But our love is strong, it has the power of an army, we can defeat anything together, please, stay, don't leave me." I fell to the ground, silent tears streaming from my eyes. "Don't cry", she said, "life will go on, you will forget about me and find another". "No !" i said, "There will be no other, you are the one I love, only you hold the key to my heart, without you, i am lifeless, i am but a shadow of my former self, you make me complete". She looked at me, and said "I will always be with you, where ever you go, I will follow." And with those final words, she left me. And as she walked furthur and furthur away, I realised how lucky I had been, to have an angel as my lover. And as the sun set in the horizon, I got back up onto my feet, and walked back to the tree. I sat there and longed for her. I longed for her touch, her voice to break the silence. But I was alone. I looked to the skys and watched the clouds go by. I eventually got up and began to walk away from the old tree that sheltered us from the rain, when i saw a rose. It was blood red in color, and stood out from the rest of the world. I picked it up and looked at it, then I saw the blood. I looked at my hand and realised that a thorn had pieced my fingertip. I watched the blood slowly leave my body and drip down my hand and onto the rose, splashing over its wide petals. The blood reminded me of her. I threw the rose into the distance, watching it fall to the ground and settle in amongst some grass. I walked back to the old tree and once again, sat down. I sat there and thought. I thought about what my life would be like without her. I suddenly felt a cold object in my hand, I looked down and there, in my right hand, the one the rose thorn had pierced, was a dagger. Its blade was silver, and sharp, the hilt was encrusted with jewels. The handle was black, like the night, and at the end of the handle was a silk scarf tied around it. It draped itself around my hand, as if caressing me. I looked long and hard at the dagger, thinking about everything I had lost, and everything i would lose in the future. I could no longer bare the lonelyness. I plunged the dagger deep into my heart with all my might. The blade piercing my skin and forcing its way through me. And as I sat under the wise old tree, my lifeblood flowed out of me like a raging river, its red color staining the grass and all it touched. And as I died, I finally realised, this is what its like to be alone

I live nearby a park,
But not a joyful one.
There are full of lonely trees and lonely grass,
As lonely as me.
The grass is so long,
Seems no one cares about it...

I was sitting there in the lonely park,
Was thinking about of finding a path,
But life seems don't have one.
Everyone just walk though the park,
But no one ever come for it,
Or even no one knows there is the park.
Everyone is happy,
Because they never knows this story of the park...

The park is lonely everyday,
It wants someone cares about it,
And it wants to know of there are any other ways.
It knows no one would care about it beside me.
We are best friends,
We both think people who has been left out should get together.
Nothing is perfect.

Life is sad,
It's full of loneliness like this park.
No one was waiting for me,
No one would come for me.
I thought you would,
But that's the order from God.
The grass is crying out sadness,
The trees are crying out loneliness,
Everything is just so sad in this lonely park.

Whenever my heart was torn,
You make me smile.
And now you're gone,
Which makes me cry.
I wrote you pages,
But there were no replies.
Where are you?
I am looking for you.
But this is the result...

I went to the airport with you.
I remembered you told me to wait for you.
Oh well! You're gone.
You're disappeared...
How can I carry on?
You said our love will be ever lasting.
What a liar!

You just walked away without saying a "bye"
That was the first time you ever told a lie.
The only one can keep my strength alive has gone.
And I'm now trying to find other ways to go on.
But I'm still;; waiting,
I'm still longing.