Rancid Petals

It's been four years since
WE came from you and me
I lean my head on your shoulder and sigh
and say I love you.

I love you.

It's been four years since
we laughed about life and held hands and promised forever
and we lived through bliss and sins
and still we are
together.

Together us forever. Forever we be together
You and me, me and you.
Promises were never empty
Four years and still counting, forever.

It's been four years since
we shared dreams and fought the nightmares
in you arms I am kept safe
and you find comfort in my embrace.

Together us forever. Forever we be together
You and me, me and you.
Promises will hold on to be true.
Four years and counting, forever me and you.

-to lia and maki

We Love, We Die

They say we die a little each day when we love. But the irony of it is that we try to live each day because of it. We want to see the next sunrise because we expect the object of our affection to be present right before our very eyes, and we would try our best to stretch the whole 24-hours just to fulfill all our self-proclaimed tasks to make that person (or whatever entity that is we fell in love with) happy.

A part of us dies each day when we love. Just like when drinking alcohol, when the toxins kill a small percentage of our brain cells each time we take a sip. Yet we savor the feeling, we cherish every little bit of it, for it is the most ecstatic feeling that can touch the deepest and darkest of our hearts. We know that to consume alcohol can be deadly, yet we rather chose to die since we would die in bliss. Just like love. We would want to love, and love to the fullest, even if it hurts, even if we get hurt, and die eventually.

But until when would we choose to take the blissful, satisfying road, only when death is waiting for us at the end? Indeed there are other things in life which we can enjoy, yet expect the path to be long and winding. I personally would want to take the blissful road, despite knowing the fact that I'll be reaching a cliff, and yes, I did fall off that cliff a number of times in my lifetime. Right now I am taking a detour, trudging on the long, solitary, winding path to some destination, which, offers me a longer lifespan. And yet, deep in my heart, I would want to die. Even if it takes one piece at a time, as long as love is present in my eyes.

Please hand me a beer.