Stay here with me

That crimson red pupils is strange that i have never seen, Long silver hair shines like cleaver's edge, Smooth silky skins illuminates in moonlight, Hint of fangs peek from lips, like children crave for sweets, You are a rare beauty from outer world, You are strong that makes me feels like wind and dust, You are hard to die but i die protecting you, Such a dominating pride you have, yet a warm heart i knew, Some times you are so scary, but eventually you are only just a girl i love.

Even though sun was very bright in that morning, it felt incredibly warm. It might be caused by the sea breeze. Or it might be caused by the silence. I had been sitting on the white sand for quite a while now, staring into the ocean. Occasionally, there were sail boats appeared at far edge of blue. I spaced out a few times and the sail boats were still there. From where i was sitting, she used to be just a few inches away. She will always be at the distance, where, if i stretch out my hand over, i could touch her. I always wondered what she was thinking at the moment like this, sitting beside me, staring at the ocean together. Did i bore you? I asked her once. It was one of those day when we were still teenagers. No, why would i be bored by you? She answered me quickly, shaking her head. Strains of her short hair covered part of her face because of wind, but i knew she was smiling when she answered. For an instant at that moment, i thought i could smell the scent of shampoo. It...

Odd is odd because one acts not conforming to widely acceptance social behavior. What is being widely acceptance? Peoples perspective is only bounded by their limited knowledge and experience therefore it is narrow. Thus odd is not so odd after all

Jumping pass the lake