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Opening the black door,
I walked into fragments of the worlds I remembered.
As I traced my footsteps,
I noticed disconnections between each chapter.
With each fragmentation,
a part of myself was left behind,
along with the relationships I had then.
As I start to travel them back,
I feel heard. I no longer feel alone.
All those places, the weathers, the embraces, and the warmth,
they are with me in my heart.
11.26.2025
try recording yourself and watch it again.
if you haven’t been your best version,
you’ll notice all of your wrongdoings:
pride, selfishness, and ignorance.
that’s why we put the best effort every day.
to be not ashamed of yourself in the future;
to be able to say you did your best;
to look back and realized you tried your best
regardless of all the past mistakes you see.
so let’s give it all today
everyday is a new challenge.
6.12.2023
let’s make our future.
we can make it the way we imagine it to be.
if we believe in ourselves,
if we have the courage to face problems,
we can make our future.
yes, the past is always easy and beautiful
and that is the reason why
it will be awesome to make our future.
imagine
and it will be.
3.19.2023
sometimes I want to grab my past
and shout: “take me back”
I want to breath the fresh crisp air,
bask under the glistening gold sunlight
I see in my dreams in my dark night
I want to feel the levity of life
as if every day was a surprise playtime
if I see my past self in the mirror
sometimes I want to grab my past
and shout: “take me back”
but it’s the darkness that stares back at me
and I, staring back at the darkness.
2.3.2023
being in the “zone”
no one knows how time has gone
a look in the mirror
wrinkles and crow’s feet linger
surely, it’s been a ride through fire
now it’s time for new stage, one higher
let the past go
and dive into the unknown.
1.22.2023
I hope you can hear this music in the air.
no effort needed, just a relaxed heart.
we will have our fair share of battles, oh yes.
before the storm comes, live a little.
go fetch your childhood dream,
soft spots you’ve been guarding,
soak deep into emtions: sadness, happiness.
then when the storm arrives,
all of your fears will have passed
all that remains of you shall be free at last.
11.26.2022
it is hard to tell when to cross a line
or when to cross a line
when I meet new people.
How many personas does one need to have?
such different group of people
such different meaning behind gestures
such different attitudes and behaviors
new suddenly becomes old
and old quickly becomes forgotten.
who do I remember from the past
and what promise do I live up to?
6.26.2022
the sweet warmth hit my face point blank
stunned, I uttered few words of confusion
then softness disappeared around the corner
left me wondering ‘has all this been a dream?’
but the eyes, the smiles, the ears, and hairs
I remember them vividly; as if I could touch
had I been back into the past, that moment,
I’ll hold your hand and tell you: ‘I see you’
and would just stare into those eyes
those eyes deep with warmth and clarity
I may have rather a chilly side to my heart
but I’ll keep working it to bring you warmth
2.18.2022
Ralph with Coffee 