NAPATSORN TREESAP

I was your unpleasant daydream
That you glad to poison me with
Milky coffee party— hear it?
A charity of holy goodness
2 AM, the bell of reality rings
You thought you would let me in
But it kicked you deep, isn’t it?
A Forbidden Love story
Of a 25-year-old-foolish fighter
Who lost all her chances
Living in the fallacy dreamland
Thought she caught your hands
But it was your invisible fantasy instead
I burned all the blank pages at your doorstep
Dear God, I took a train without his presence
I used to speak with his soulful mind in silence
Now I have to speak with him in dreadful dreams instead
I waltz back to the time we were a thing
Would it be better if he said he didn’t love me?
Instead of letting me know beneath his skin
And yearning for the question “Why?”
Promises float in the dark, stuck in the street lamp of my
Immovable street and soulful pathway
My baby now turns to nothing
Did you regret by saying all of these lies?
Sadly, you’re still playing in the back of my mind
Illicit lovebird in the lilac bedsheet
Lament radio playing
Long til our other life
Hiking up high to your insecurity cliff
Jumping to my egoless surface
Stumbling by a forbidden story
Breaking bones and empty faces
That’s the signal how we succeed in calling it quit
Crawling back to all the sad songs, I can’t believe
That I lost you and you lost me
25-year-old-foolish fighters on the scene
That never live

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