mother tongue;

“What is it?”

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There are things that you said has been buried twenty feet under. But even when you convinced me a million times, I am still going to be terrified of the idea of you managing to dig into them, then make another lane of memories and putting me in the middle of it.

Don’t say it is not true—slight or barely even there, it is still a possibility.

– c.l.

the beginning;

we’re two wronged souls,
intertwined in the crowd,
who walked like ghouls,
with things to think about.

i hadn’t known that moment,
smile could drive away lament.
and fate, only took split second
to turn our whole world around.

and never in my life have i imagined,
i’d find home amongst sea of human.

– c.l.