Monokuro Boo

You speak as if I'm a paper doll. You define my facade with the point of your pen. You clothe me with such chromatic thoughts. You fold me to whatever form you prefer. And then you smile, to see such physique you have beautifully crafted with your words, with your thoughts.

And you see a curl from my lips, seemingly forming a smile. Yet, it is not what you perceive. I am not smiling back at you.

Perhaps, the day will come that I shall, when you perceive is other than my physique. When you have conceived that I am a soul, not just a PRETTY PAPER DOLL.

--Lynn Nhuk


Saturday, September 24, 2011

You are an amazing man...

You came into my life at a time when i was trying to figure out who i really was, and.. you made me feel so well taken care of. You had such respect for me. That I started to respect myself. And I'll never forget that. Or stop being thankful. I care so much about you, I care SO much about you, but...but I know in my heart that we don't belong together. And, in a long run... I think we'll both be glad that we realized it in time.
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