Shining Dark
You are the dream, the one I always wanted,
When did you turn into the nightmare, while the days I counted.
Those sleepless nights, I destroyed all for you,
How to mend it back, I have no clue.
It's not your fault, about that I am aware,
But about you, how do I stop to care?
Love happened, why though, I don't want to know,
My problems, all gone, when that smile on your face glows.
I skewed my life, all for the one light of hope.
Always aware of its nonexistence, and yet I coped.
You and only you constitute how my life runs,
Although not directly, but just like how cinnamon goes with buns.
I have tried a lot, to stop loving you, when you don't,
But trust me, it's impossible, after that smile you have shown.
Every morning, I get up with one hope in my mind,
We get along, and my world, brightly it shines.
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