Dear Sisters
We call ourselves the three musketeers
When I asked God to have one
He gives me more than one
Twice became thrice
The supposed to be twins
Became three little queens
Three little angels we called
Tres Marias when we get old

Dear Sisters
We call ourselves the three musketeers
When I asked God to have one
He gives me more than one
Twice became thrice
The supposed to be twins
Became three little queens
Three little angels we called
Tres Marias when we get old

Two lost lonely people in the world
Wandering around
Thinking what to be sold
As they both have an empty hand
“it’s gonna be fine” says the other one
But just about time when he try to hold her hand
He find himself in an a empty land
And the person beside him were gone

December, thirty-first
All beautiful moments will be kept.
Eleven hours and fifty nine minutes
All bad memories will remain secrets.
For this year, twenty seventeen
Now has come to an end
I am forever thankful,
Forever be grateful,
Despite all the sadness and tears.
Still I had fun, joy and adventures.
“To this year I say goodbye
For next year I see in my eye
A year full of fun, joy and laughter
I will certainly be older, oh dear
So many days to be all mine,
I know for sure the sun will always shine!”
I place myself in a new fresh blank page
Where I can write and save
my stories and memories.


There is a time when it feels like we’ve met before
As though I am remembering who you are
I am not sure when and how
But whenever you smile and look at me
It feels like the world has brought down my knee
I know for sure…
We had been deeply, physically, in love with each other
If not today, perhaps it’s from my other memory.

I don’t know how you are so familiar to me—or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are.How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before—in another time, a different place, some other existence.”
― Lang Leav. Soul Mates
From Lang Leav…
“It happens like this.
“One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else–closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel–one sent to you for some higher purpose; to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them–even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering–the reason for their presence will become clear in due time.” (more…)