Your eyes is the most alluring thing that I’ve ever seen in my life. It’s beautiful yet it’s mysterious. Just like how the moon hides in clouds. Just like how the sun creates unsafe yet breathtaking flares.
Your lips are venom yet I want to taste it. Just like a bitter alcohol that I would be willing to get drunk at. Just like a drug that I could take no matter how much it is. Just like a poison, yet I want to have even if I know it will kill me.
Your skin is lightning—it can burn and kill me just after I touched it. Your skin is velvet yet it’s a flame that I’d be more than happy to touch even if I know it can turn me into ashes.
Your laugh is like a classical music playing in a vintage radio. It is simple, romantic, priceless. Just like how priceless happiness is, just like how simple an old province turned out, just like how romantic every novels are.
Your hair is like a river that is always beautiful no matter which direction it takes. Like a river that I want to soak myself in, eventhough I may drown. Like a clear river that is rare, yet once found, gets everyone’s attention.
Your breath is the air I take— I am dependent of your life, I am dependent of how much happy you are, I am dependent of how much sadness you’ll have. Your breath is my heaven for you are my life. Your breath is my everything that I am willing to end my life once you ended yours.
a.r., Six ways to confess to the person you can never have.