Layer

I'm proud of what I did.
Every time I do something out of my comfort,
there is a new layer.
A new layer full of
beginnings 
and chances.
A new me that is still me.


----Sylvia

Seeing Him

I see him almost everyday.
I pass him in the hallway.
I have a few  classes with him.
I want to say hi when I see him.
Just looking at him, I'm happy.
I'm walking with a friend,
he walks up and takes her hand.
I say bye to her
and feel happy for her.
The inside of me hurts
and is sad
but at the same time,
I'm happy to see him.
I know I'm not in his eyes
but he is in mine.

My Wedding

My white dress
and hair
flows with the wind
on the beach.
The sand is smooth
against my feet
as I walk.
I look into the future
and see my wedding.
I pull my left hand up
but there is no ring.
My wedding disappears
as I sit on the beach
looking at the sunset.
I close my eyes
as my body turns into sand.


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Inspired by Angela Zhang Music Video: Journey

Guide Me Back

I don't want to know
but my heart does.
I don't want to admit
but I have to.
The path I had follow,
I took a wrong turn.
I'm lost,
lost in this life maze.
I need a friend to guide me to
the path I was supposed to 
follow.
I need a friend. 

That Long Kiss

Your lips were against mine
as the moon shined.
Rewind...
Being friends for so long,
you and I never yelled at each 
other.
Now,
we yelled at each other over
something so stupid;
every little thing that wasn't
even a mistake.
I hurt you too far down to your 
heart
when I got a little too mad.
You ignore my called all day;
I was beginning to worry.
Yet tonight on the roof,
my worries of you are gone.
When you rush against the wind
and gently grabbed my face to press your lips against mine.
That kiss.
That long kiss we share and our true feelings.
I'm glad to say, "I am only yours."


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Inspired by the kiss in the drama City Hunter.

What Happened?

It is because we kind of "went our separate ways"?

We do stay in touch once in a while.

Maybe you’re always busy

And I’m always free.

When I’m free,

I miss you. 


----Sylvia