to my best friend

your mind is so far away
let's meet eye to eye someday
i want to see your heart, your mind
you are not someone i understand
completely.

seeing is believing
you are too much to me
i want nothing but to be
a complement next to your
golden skin.

we match, so light and enlighten
i am sifting my way through to you
i hope you understand, i am here
more than you would like me to be.

For you, nothing is too much.
nothing is too much
you are more than enough to me.


I love you always, Justin Phien Tang.
You are my best friend and my brother.


Nothing will change.
Every day is the same
we will spend the mornings sleeping in
and when the night is young
we wont stop, we will drive forever
Forever, we will still be
On top of the world.

I know my actions will have
consequences. I know it, and
I can not neglect it.

I am not the type to be cruel
and put you in a state of
depair. But sometimes
I can be selfish.

I can be selfish and this does
make me cruel, whether I want
to be or not.

My thoughts are relentless and
unforgiving, but please
forgive me anyway.

little things. little things
it's little things that ruin everything.

i never knew i could feel so
unimportant.

i've fallen in for the moment
just because you taught me
love ain't but nothing but
emotional things.

please don't try
to fall apart-

what we need
is all right there-

all these games
we try to win-

we're not getting-
any where.

you can never get your trees
without the roots. and you can
never get the leaves without the
sun. you cant have life without
cycle. and you cant have cycles
without life. dont waste your breathe
on luck when you dont have love.
dont waste your time on hate
when you dont have your own.

sit on my side with the window
and the moonlight. can you see
you cant have day without the
night. and you cannot have dark
without the light.

next to venus, you shine so much brighter
like mar's inferno, calling a war for love
and jupiter says to me -
well, you got a very good friend
and we've got feelings
conflicting like we don't have claim
to the 166 moons orbiting out here.
this galaxy doesn't compare

we've got mars and venus
at the edge of the world
i see us in our parallel universe
and i've got stardust tickling my stomach
but where would we breathe if the earth wasn't here?
lets keep searching, because i know
peace isn't on pluto

i am a scummy art kid,
                inspiring dreamer
                            future writer
                    current slacker.
i believe in world peace,
                world domination
        and the little things inbetween
like chocolate fountains
                    and love spells.
        Because
How else do people
                fall in love?
            I think the world
                would like to know.

i can't get through to me. i have got a
guilty conscience and a guilty temper
and whatever thing i do, i have got to do it
twice - one for you and one for me.
my accentuated rights have always
got to feel misconceived. it's hardly
efficient and i lack social skills to build
because i have got a guilty conscience
and can't get through anything. i lack
reassurance and confidence, and
that needs to be built, but this barrier
between me vs. myself holds my own
tranquility and my own layer of thick skin.

you can say to love is easy because
it comes and goes, like the flowers
in your days- they manifest and then
whither away. but it's a challenge
dont you think, to make them stay?
love won't stay and it won't stop.
so can you say that love is easy now,
or will you say to love is simple but
love in its entirety is yet too different?

you can testify that i am wrong
for having seized your eyes in
my evidence, but i am only bait
and you have been framed. you
judge me with her behind my back,
but i have the right to remain silent.
is she your alibi, your witness?
well, you are in my crime scene and
I'm not hammered to lose. Your
fingerprints are dirty and sour
like the OJ liquor rotting in my
stomach. get out while you can -
I am not paying bail.

try to catch your breath
on the windy shores
there is no radio-
do you think you'd survive
the way i do?

a couple thousand strokes
worse than you'd even know
won't you be asthmatic
like me too?

corals can't blossom
it's always shady below
isn't the surface quite fragmented
like me too?