Friday, August 1, 2025
Relational
Saturday, July 12, 2025
Scorching Sun
The sun was generous, as we tell from the emitted rays
I walked without looking too far, with my dirt covered hair
freely, like I've owed nothing to anybody
until I see you from a distance
The sun was generous, cutting interactions short
I remembered turning back to watch you leave
I am out numbered, I noticed, I still am - after all this while
My vision blurred as I looked back
I don't remember your faded hair colour
but I realised I still long for your presence - even unobtainable
I remember I feared
you have been always stronger, like masculinely strong
I don't want to be hurt again
you have every capacity of doing so
my guard was built sky high, extending in parallel, as I look back
will there be a time where I will completely forget everything?
why do I have to see you again?
I don't know if you'd ever have good things to say about me
I regret that it is all this fragile
I regret that my expectations were overflowing
I don't know if we'd ever stop acting that we're all fine
The sun was generous, as we tell from the emitted rays
Sunday, June 15, 2025
parting
I would stay away so you can continue to build what's great that you deem
I wish I could be remembered the way I think I would, though again
this is out of my control
The warmth that you express is one that I remembered well,
I wish that you'll be protected that by that very magic itself,
as you continue to soar
Most of the time, it is not about you
I see it, I truly do
which is why when I spoke of for myself, it seemed that we couldn't coexist anymore
for I see clearly, who you are(were)
it does break my heart, love
I could see from the way you look at me
I love you, but I got to go
for this space doesn't look like a place you'd stay
you three have a good thing going,
take it, protect it,
with my biggest heart, I'll take up all that's left
and walk my path
I'll see you again, someday
thank you for your innocence,
and your kindness
your presence trampled my little garden - that is just who you are, to me
if you get to read my words one day
I wish these could land to you, soundly
Saturday, May 31, 2025
委託人
滿滿
為了妳而聚
然而我唯有遠方送上祝福
一個孩子在哭泣 另一個在微笑
雖不算分裂 他們共存在我體內
委託人 身邊觀察
似乎在問我好不好
我不好 被捨棄了有什麼好
一個孩子在哭泣 另一個在微笑
Tuesday, May 27, 2025
freely
as I was waiting,
I picked up flowers spotted at the courtyard, left it on the table
they fell from the sky, probably somewhere up there
things I do to remember moments
you were late, you notified
the pet clinic was crowded because it was a holiday the next day
I waited, and then I saw you
with a new hair colour, I remembered
though it didn't strike as sharp as a topic starter
you were nervous, you looked at the floor
so was I, pretending that I didn't see you
you wore your cap
you had only let down your hair when you are comfortable
then you sat opposite me
you got food, we warmed up slowly - about an hour
before we talked about our purpose of meeting
you were operating in a highly anxious mode
constantly solving problems
before we went into it, you were comfortable enough to take a 5 second eyes off moment
it is true that I do not know you well - as I observe, I realised
when we talked about it, you were focused
there wasn't much room to commune and communicate
it didn't feel like it was mutual, the showing up for each other
perhaps at that point of time, boundaries were already set
I was disappointed
you were prepared to be distant; or at least, not on my side
but my nature was still the same
I quickly took in all you expressed
and I wasn't able to fend for myself
it was a messy talk, we both tried
even that, amongst it all
I was glad that you sat next to me while we did it
I think, that was part of what was real for the both of us
I should have known that it is out of your capacity
everything that I imagined to be
yet, I'm thankful for our encounter
I've never met anyone like you before - just like how you once told me
I guess, I am naturally more liberal than you are
or more attuned to myself
it is fine that you couldn't meet me at where I am, I accept it
and I shall slowly step away, and let time tell
I thought to myself, you made time to dye your hair
(which you always do at that time of the year)
you made time to watch a friend perform
you posted them on your socials
I simply wasn't prioritised
that is your choice
I hope those moments shared are those that you keep with you
it's okay if I am not aware
I will keep my truths to myself
thank you for being my unacknowledged spectrum friend
thank you for sharing little moments with me
you're such a darn-ed person, that is why everyone loves you
no - I don't have to own you despite that
I thank you for allowing, albeit briefly
you don't have to be too careful
if my absence can take away that
I would dim down to make it easier for you
I'm not being selfish
I guess that's how I love
freely
Tuesday, March 4, 2025
quiet mouse
like a quiet mouse, I stood next to you
I know I am comfortable with you
I know I can be myself
like a quiet mouse, my heart beats steadily
and I finally hear it
that little whisper that I might find myself denying
I wish to be with you
and even if I couldn't have that fulfilled
I will still accept it
I will let it settle quietly
while I set sail to see the world
I will let it settle quietly, like a mouse
deep in the bottom of my heart
I wish to be with you
Sunday, March 2, 2025
manuscript
and when it comes to the breeze that came twirling around my body
those that I believe you bring along, wherever you go
for me to wear adoration on my face
I guess the longer it goes, the lesser I care
I just loved it when you caught me looking, you'd respond with the brightest, most generous smile
whenever we greet
when you held the door even when I was far behind
when you saw me letting go of my tears and came up to talk to me after
when you offered to make cup noodles when I got hungry
when I caught you checking if I noticed
when you came around without saying anything, just seated at the back of me
when we locked our eyes for more than 3 seconds for a goodbye
when you took an awkward selfie of us
when you smiled knowing that I'm taking a photo of you under the sink
when you waited for me on the chair, next to my shoes
when you silly-acted as a king
or heck, when you opened a bottle for me
simply speaking, I'm just grateful to have you around
to have all of these ignited in me
I am well and alive
less romantic
when confronted with our differences
here I stood in front of a potential mess
I see us not knowing how to move forward, a little helpless
yet I heard what you tried to convey, in each gratitude, verbalised
I heard them all, crystal clear. each of them, I received it with my heart.
we were trail blazers in our own means
paved we went, forward we inch
with tremendous strength, we intend to see it till the end
unwavering
though it wasn't comfortable, I wasn't fearful
we weathered it, and we came out of it
Faith - yes I had it stored.
my faith lies on my purest hopes of how high the ship could soar
with that, I would always have excellence to strive in mind
whilst being in the dark, I couldn't possibly gauge how realistic this task is bound to be unmet from the start
surely we all would know that the captain of the ship had visions to realise
but when the command wasn't given, it got us all waiting, pondering -
the spear of intent didn't appear to be as sharp as imagined
the first staging was open for so many possibilities, through these possibilities we saw a shining star
I wonder, to each of us, what did we exactly grasp from that experience -
and how do we move forward with each better version, amidst running them all with limitations
as I hear your voice through my cans, I hear blood, sweat and tears
I heard how you showed up - imperfect, flawed, yet honest and whole as you are
your essence is embedded in this very space, regardless of what was described above
and there I was, seeing it all - I wonder if this is my actual role in the show
Thursday, February 13, 2025
amidst rapid
The two times we spoke, I was on a bench
One stone, one wooden
we never talked on the phone like this
there were negotiations made
there was room for silence
Our styles might be similar, that puts me at ease
By calling it meant needs are worked to be met
and that is treasured
So we tried putting the puzzle together, amongst what's given
eventually, I saw the role that I am made to fill
Amidst all I still wonder if all that's left will be squandered
If I am taking the wrong risks
just because of the strong feelings I have for you
I wasn't sure if I was love struck
and this is part of the consequence
I still read very well, no matter how much I'd like to hide
You are a genuine person
I thank you
amidst the many more synapses
may our love take place and coexist
Monday, January 27, 2025
register
love it when you let your hair down
not under a cap
straight, coloured
though your face spoke otherwise
Breathe, I communicate with you non-verbally
you took awhile to recompose
its alright - I am here
I knew my role, clear from the beginning
The scent of shampoo filled my smell buds
definitely yours, though I too washed my hair in the morn
I stood behind you as you were trying hard to think
amidst being late, and having a million things on your mind
you don't have to do it all alone
that was my intent
if I can express it all through actions
that would be one of them that I did solid and effortlessly
I just loved seeing you as yourself
when you sung, I froze - you did it openly
my senses, feeling so much yet I maintained in scientist work mode
just like how they felt so excited when a whale is sighted, yet work has to be covered
my senses, they were all registered as I shifted your ikea bag,
examined the quality of the masking tape
going through your thinking process of minimising tape adhesive sticking on the studio floor
figuring the right pressure to hold the tape is you pulled it
capturing the colour of the cap your wore out that day - gray it was
the bags that you bring around in work mode
that smile you shared when I decided to give you letters
you just have that ability to make me fly free
I was there for you
Tuesday, January 21, 2025
my hands on your knees
seated on the floor, we were
our legs stretched out, we sat opposite each other, with you 45 degrees to my right, your legs pointed towards me
space filled by our friends, people we hold dear
I know who they were, but I couldn't see their faces
I only see you
you were there, present
we acknowledge the temporal space
you were smiling, listening
as I shared about how surreal it was
you agreed
we were in the same space
we shared the same frequency
you comfort so effortlessly
it was perhaps a 5-minute rapid eye movement
before we part
I caressed your knees, perhaps your sheen
that was me reciprocating
that was me expressing gratitude
that was me, uninhibited
and I woke, knowing that you replied a text
I read it, confidently - one of those moments where it didn't miss
I continued to tell you about the dream - my hunch was trying to preserve it as much as I could,
and I decided to do that by sharing that with you
I actually wish that I could do it without shame
saying to you that I recognise your soul and I will remember you for a very long time
in the most direct, as is manner
it wasn't meant to be shared to reveal
it was my truth, and it is
and every time I see you, the nuances of your smile - together with mine
moves my heart, even when you don't see it
Wednesday, January 8, 2025
running up that hill
my then ability is to be able to be open
and offer intimacy
perhaps I gave you the space that you desired, while you were grieving
but when it all ended
I wasn't ready
I'm sorry lynn, you have a gift of feeling so much for the other
you ached for him, you mourned for him
you were absorbed in his cloud
unaware, you were
did you ask for it?
did you ask to be loved? in return?
no. but you went ahead. you didn't know how to protect. a curious fawn you were.
and so you followed the guide
you were swayed. swooped.
I'm sorry you didn't know better
But I remembered, you wanting it so bad, to be you
time froze
Unknowingly,
you transcended
and now, you've returned