Illogical

How she smiles at me,
that’s how I find peace within my soul.
It sounds ridiculous, and it’s always the
way it happened. The only way my mind
cannot agree with my heart.

Her smile is irresistible to me.
Just like a drug, so beautiful, so fantastic.
In the other side, it is also so dangerous,
so wild, and yet addictive. And every time
I see it, I cannot refrain to keep staring on it.
I know I should have stopped all the things
before it’s gone too far. But I just can’t.

Her existence is like drinking salt water
>while thirst devouring my tongue.
I perhaps feel a little bit better at the
beginning, a little bit less thirsty for awhile.
But it wouldn’t be so long before my tongue
agonizing more pain of thirst.

It repeated every time we met.
My brain rebels while my heart enjoys the flow.
And there are illogical things happened in between.

Rahmalianto, 31 May 2016