chasing love – if i..

catching dandelions under the moon’s shadow as the wind whispers through my ears. the glazing sun drops snow to the ground just like leaves in the fall. it swims into the abyss as the ocean floor vividly glows like that of a diamond. stars dancing amidst a cold summer at dawn – how can one describes odds nearly impossible to an inch of reality?

feels like standing amidst a blaze as my sweat crawls down my neck, water running through the pipes just above the ceiling, crickets singing in a silent night, moon shining passing through my window, the creaking of a chair as if screaming from weight – senses at work, but i am still confused about how you make my heart bursts?

days have gone and time is running slowly. feels like walking in shallow water, never gone deeper. silence served its purpose and wonder how clouds scream today’s weather:

“sky is blue, trees are green,

flowers are now with hue, feels like how many years it has been.”

was i longing a touch of your radiating character or just simply missing you?

season has long changed and trees are losing its leaves. as petals fall down, will it still be a flower? as green turns to beige, does life flow still in it? as i wither, will i still be the same? as i chase love, if i could, will he still choose me?

nights have passed by and feelings are long gone. few of the leaves are falling, and cold wind is soon to give me a shiver. still, I still do not know what chasing love would be – if only i have so many things to offer and if i can love you the way i loved him.