empty

out of the blue, i decided to go out to spread my wings, not because i  want to be free but i want to feel that i'm alive. i'm more than a pale sky with nothing but just rain, living in a well painted room but just a hollowman. trying my luck to win million in a sweepstakes where you bank your attention and acceptance. the games of pantomime creates vast illusion that both of us doesn't know how to control and in return, we forgot what we have planned.

 in my dreams, yesterday hasn't begun but how perfectly incongruent that our future is visible  and nothing to do at all. trying to be impeccable but acting like an ignorant. it hurts when we keep on saying "i don't know what" as if we lack learning. and a day, we'll find out things like a forensic science do.

look at this place, i know its still full of your beautiful paintings. but don't you know, i have paintings there too?

the first time i saw this pic, i saw us, staring at the moon thru that window while eating our favorite food...