By Sherry T.

There she is, sitting on her doorsteps, trying to hold back her tears. There she is, burying her head in her arms, trying to get him out of her mind. It has been one, two, or three weeks like this – she just can’t remember. All she can do was thinking about him, him, and him. All her world was made out of was him, that stupid boy who left her all alone. All that she can think about is that night – when all he said was goodbye.

And she cried. She used to be the prettiest girl in the school, but that was when she was with him. She had beautiful blonde hair, with gray eyes, and everything was perfect about her. But that was what used to be. Now even she thought she was the ugliest person in the world. Who else can help? She was thinking, counting the stars in the skies, until someone appeared in her sight.

“Hey, beautiful girl. You look miserable, what’s going on?” A perfect and cute boy walked close.

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The sky all blurry and gray,
No one got any words to say.
It’s floating up in the sky,
Bursting out all the bad times of your life.
The pieces of your heart you picked it up,
They were used to be smashed apart.
Slowly carefully, you did,
Glued them up.
And when you look up,
Look at the sky, you find:
A sliver of light bursting out.
Lights up the world,
That is what lights up your world.
That is your sun.
You say you’ll never be sad again,
‘Cause you found your sun.



Flying over the world of yours,
I am now gone, but I never wanted to.
And I see the stars from above,
I wonder why?
They clash onto the Earth as if it doesn’t hurt,
They clash onto the Earth as if they won’t break or burn.
And I see the moon from above,
Orbiting the Earth and reflecting the light,
Making them think that moons actually shine,
And ignoring those who burn for the light.
And I see the sun from above,
I wonder why?
It burns itself just for others,
If it burns down everyone would blame it on it.
And for others,
It’s untouchable,
It stands alone.
And I look forward,
I’m almost there,
And I land of Mars,
Where there won’t be moons hurting the stars,
Where I could shine on my own,
On Mars.


By Sherry T.

Photography by Dominick Paoli
The gray sky blending with the walls,
I can’t seem to see what is falling.
Then I look down at the ground,
I see winter.
A huge open field covered with snow,
I open the doors,
A freezing breeze hit me,
But I continue to walk.
And I realized,
This is winter.
I stand for a few moments, I see you walking towards me.
The perfect white snow falls on your beautiful hair,
Like feathers falling on a flowing river.
I stand and stare, as if it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,
And it was.
I see you laughing in the breeze,
And now I notice,
This is winter.
Now that you’re gone,
I still stand and stare across the field.
I can recognize your footprints,
The way you walk,
The way you run.
I can picture you,
Laughing in the snow,
You were with your friends and I was
Standing alone.
What you did to me, which you will never know,
I am deeply in love with you…
No matter where you go.
And I know,
This is winter, this is snow.


By Sherry T.

Don’t know starting when,
You matter to me.
I don’t care if it’s the smallest movement you make,
it still carves into my mind.
Every time I get depressed,
You were always there.
I see the worried look in your eyes
When you watch a tear roll down my face.
Looking at you always makes me better.
And I’ve hurt you too much.
Don’t know starting when,
I find myself not caring anymore.
But every time I see you,
What you brought to me always rushes to my brain.
Tack-its on the wooden door,
The frown on your pretty face,
The warmness in your beautiful eyes.
Everything seems so familiar,
Except it’s not at the same time,
Not with the same feelings,
Not with the same heart.
I’m so desperate in need of you in my life,
And I’ve hurt you too much.
I’m sorry.


By Sherry T.

I think about everything in the dark midnight,
When everything seems, so blurry and nice.
It’s like my life is such a nice movie,
Where everyone comes to watch,
Including me.
It is like the saddest show but,
Everyone laughs.
I try to fake one but it just sounds funny,
So I give up on the thought.
Life is like a well,
I hang on to something,
And in the plain darkness I meet somebody,
I reach out for help but they shake me off hastily.
Repeating for numbers of times,
I finally meet you, realized what is hope.
And now here I am,
Homeless sitting in the middle of a street
Wondering where I have gotten myself.
Probably, I am lost.
Probably, I am hopeless.
But do I deserve this?
You tell me.

Adios, My Love. Adios.

By Sherry Tong

The day has come, the day I’ll never understand why it exists.
I take a look behind me; I don’t see what I want to see
And who I want to see.
I try to remember the place, where we used to cry,
I try to memorize how this place looks,
Looking into every corner, as if a small detail would escape from my eyes.
I turn around, knowing that I might not be back again,
Walked into the gate,
And watched it slowly drift us apart.
Now I am, here alone,
Sitting here looking out of the window.
Few hours later,
As I step on the plane,
Throwing all my memories away.
Then I get lift up the ground, imagining everything else is long gone.
I look out the window and all I see is clouds,
Decorating the blue sky with care.
I look in front of me and all I see is a divider,
Separating me from everything else.
I look into my heart and all I see is you,
Smiling at me as if nothing has ever happened.
I slowly fly across the ocean,
Realizing I couldn’t turn back anymore.
Adios, my love. Adios.