I am not an artist
But every time my heart gets sad
I starve to hold a brush
Maybe to paint
And cover up my pain

Tears and music is with me
singing out how I feel
thinking why does it have to be so hard
In accepting what is fact

Music, tears, and art
Is everything that I’ve got
Altering my feelings into words
To create another poem

Turning my words into poetry
adding a bit of melody
So I can turn it into a song
For I am dreaming it for so long

Maybe Carrie fisher was right,
we should take our broken heart
To make it into art
for we to add colors to our sad, mundane life


A letter for my soon to be captain.

As your ship sails, my heart also sails from the memories that we did together for a limited time. 

Even the deepest ocean cannot reach the feelings that I have felt for you in a while
Even the biggest ship cannot control on how I adore you and your beautiful mind 
And even we are a thousand miles apart still, you will always have a special place in my heart. 

You colored my dead sea into a clear, sparkling sky blue
You painted my gray sand into a calm lovely white
And you fill the missing pallets in my deepest sea. 

The way we talk and knew each other’s life was effortless.
But for now, we need to let our hearts navigate to find answers in what we really feel.
Thousand talks. Limited time.
Somehow, God let me meet my soulmate.
in some philosophical beliefs, soulmates do not end up together
thus, soulmates just meet for a reason
And this is the perfect reason that I have ever encountered.
I felt special and felt to be loved again.
I don’t have any idea what will happen to us
I believe our heart will find a way.
Because what’s meant to be will always find a way.
I’m always here to be your home.

But for now, I know you have to go.
‘Til we meet again, Captain.