My own language

I am sorry I can’t explicate in a better manner
I am sorry I have a limitation in stating things
I have my own vocabulary for things that I perfectly can’t state
I even don’t have the key for my soundless mouth

If I went away from you
After midnight
If I didn’t came back
After midnight
If I’d prefer to ignore you
Would you please forgive me?

It’s just a language of goodbye
It’s just a language of love
It’s just a language of sweet memory

We should be grateful
We have our own memory in our memory

One day
I accept as true
You’ll find me in a grey spot
Smoking
Watching you
Enjoying you
With my blurry wings
And wave you the sweetest kiss you’ve never had before

It’s just a language of goodbye
It’s just a language of love
It’s just a language of sweet memory

We should be grateful
We have our own memory in our memory

I have my own language to illustrate love
It won’t be easy
But believe in me
It won’t be that absurd
Only for things that I perfectly can’t state



Language after midnite
December 27, 2008
02.45
Kuala Lumpur