Ours but not ours.


Still be a mistery, still be a dream…
Where all i can do is just hoping and praying…
I’ll keep on solemn, i’ll keep be save and sound…
Here in my silence, not really dare to explore, or even stalk…
I am questioning… I am waiting…

It ups and downs…
It emerges and vanishes…
And i enjoy it all…
As a journey i see.. and be.. and resist…

It has gone once…
But coming back is not ours, to control.

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