♡ August

Not much had happened

First week was not a big thing

Something in me I mend

I can hear my heart finally sing

Classifications of feelings

Third week may be a celebration

More like an irony though

Can a tragedy be an occasion

Celebrate a break up or so

A month after last month's fourteenth

Can I still manage to love?

Can I still give a chance?

Can I have a sign from up above?

Or should just keep my distance?

Patience darling, Patience

Few more hours

New day, new month arrives

I wish of the existence of stars

Talk to me once again, we jive

Remain as our hearts and minds

Once again, BiND.