lucky i am in love with you

maybe you
who hold the key
to the heaven
with pride

maybe you
will one day
be the one
who takes my hand
to the serenity

maybe you
whom nowhere to be found
is preparing
for the battle
of the uncertain things
ahead.

maybe so.

perhaps.

as the cold breeze gets through you,
getting caught waiting for a train,
that never shows its sign of coming,
do not be a fool to wait,
being deceit by its promises.
time to get real
that's how future works.








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