My Nights

Whenever I sleep, I still see you lying next to me, Smiling the way I love it...
I find myself pretending you're still there, where I gently kissed your forehead, you responded with the smile I fell in love with...

While these images still lingers;
These feelings slips through my fingers;
Covering my heart no longer ensures;
My masks shatters upon your blinding posture.

Forgive me for I am immature;
This is just my own nature;
A boy whose heart is ruptured;
A patient who needs to recover...

Lingering Ghost

When the line was cut, when your voice faded;
I felt a jitter where I thought I've discarded;
Could this mean I'm still in denial?
Or is this another trial?

I feel haunted again by forgotten ghost;
Hope is my enemy stationed at my post;
I'm not ready to reengage thy ghost;
The ghost of my dreams, the ghost of my rose...

Please... Don't let me cry myself to sleep again...

Obvious

Its obvious things are a bit different;
Its obvious we're a bit distant;
Its obvious I'm succeeding recent;
Its obvious your rose is being frozen.

I'm succeeding, but yet there's no glory to withhold.
I'm victorious, but why is my sky still painted grey?
I'm restless, I'm in need of my tranquil slumber.