Disarming

We keep on building it knowing it wouldn't last,
The silence screams for hopes turn into dreams,
And everything which nothing could be real.
Love each day where possibilities unexplored,
Brings tears, color, life and joy.
Every great time wasted is beyond happiness-
The sweetest sadness one can ever feel.
There were moments perfectly enjoyed never wished to end.
In regrets for times being neglected,
Disarming on what to expect.

* my mama just said that i would likely have a perfect relationship someday! how's that? COOL! wahehe =)