It means... yet meant not..

This meant not to be read, for it serves only to soothe my heartache.
This meant not to be understand, for it serves no knowledge to others.
But this meant to be feel, with an open-heart by those who love...
And the prelude of the melody goes..

If so are said, time is an antitode, then why do time kill us both?
If so are said, time is parallel, then why can not we see the future?
Is this happening too late, that we lost the time to survive?
Is this happening too early, that we lost the time to fight?

Why do i see myself in your eyes, yet it filled with doubt?
Why do i feel your heart beating, yet it filled with fear?
Shall i soothe you with comfort, to clear your doubts?
Shall i hug with you love, to fight away your fear?

For now, stand beside me just to be closed to me,
For now, talk to me just to filled my brain about you,
For now, blow me kisses just to say you care for me,
And for all, hold on to me just because you love me.



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