I travel in the road of uncertainty, with nothing but map of my web of memories of us. I search for your face in every corners of the street. So many places, distant faces in crowd and chaos. Lost, confused, scared. I hear one echo, us. Behind every mask they laugh at me because I will never find you, and you will never belong to me. Yet I search.. Search.. Search.. Sometimes I go on, as every green lights would mean, but there are times I halt. As I wait for the red lights to change, I think of how long this road would take me to you. There are turns that leads me to a dead end just as I’m stuck in a moment that was never meant to last. Wishing, hoping, I could take U turns back to you. The most difficult part is when I face the crossroads. Where am I going? I could only guess. How can I find you? Driven with love, hate and anger, while crying my way through pain. Sometimes I wanna forget; you, me, us. Forget yesterday. Forget today. Forget tomorrow. Be free. But I’m not. I’m yours. Always, and maybe forever. I close my eyes. I listen to the music of the stereo, trying find hope in every stanza of each song I play. I know my love is unacceptable and selfish, but somewhere in my heart, soul and this sin, you are my lies because they will not accept the truth. You are my laughter because they don’t have keen interest about my tears. You are my happiness because they don’t know about my misery. Detours may make it easy, but how long until I hear the past reverberate? Drifting into my thoughts like a leaf carried in a current and caught in the middle of nowhere, floating but fixed, refusing to be carried away.Who knows where this trip would take me. The road is long, but in the end, my journey is you.
Letters To The Star 