You said you didn't want to see me get hurt

I think that's the reason

You looked away

When I  c r i e d.

"Hey" I’m still in pain

"Hi" I’m lost again

"Hello" I said to him that time yet I’m going across the line

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"How are you?" I wanted to ask, but I didn’t know the answer if you would question it to me.

I would lie and say something cliché like "I'm fine" that’s how it should be

We wouldn't talk for some time when crowds would take us apart, I know deep down I'm slowly tearing apart

Although I would look in your direction trying to find your point of view, to know what you saw in her, and not what you see before you…

And as the day ends I would likely lift my head and grab my things, walking to the exit door the same way I walked in

Saying the words I wish I never meant, words I beg to differ, words I regret

A simple "goodbye" to end this heartbreak moment
"Farewell" I didn't make you mine
Next time I'll try again, hopefully you'll notice then

He dreamt about love but his dreams went blank

A mind full of stars but he had an empty heart

Shootings stars can’t grant his wishes

The desires of peaceful sleep

He longs for that miracle

That thing he misses in the eve

The bed he lays down

Perhaps the pillows he shed the tears

He yearns for her the girl in his dreams

As thoughts go by they danced in moonlight

A blanket of darkness yet surrounded by light

He goes on sleepless nights wondering about

The girl in his reveries

        The girl he thinks all about.

There was that color
those mix of red,orange and yellow
they told me whenever there's a rain
there would be a rainbow

I started to love rain
the drop of water down the gutters
The splash of fun and wonder
because I knew there would always be a
r a i n b o w

But then i stopped believing
I've been seeing too much rain
I don't see the colors anymore
the wonders after the rain

Why is there no rainbow?
after my eyes stopped raining...

Why do we c o m m u n i c a t e
           to simply just
                       r  e  p  l  y?

And not
           u n d e r s t a n d
                             the meaning behind the words she cries

I will ask you a question

“Do you remember the child you once were?

Who colored the crayons beyond the lines, shaping everything in that child’s imagination.

That painted the rivers green and the trees blue, full of wonder, putting nothing in order.

Now, I ask you this… What happened to that child?”

Why is that child now organizing the shapes, his head now a machine on rotate

He solves the puzzles but not his dreams
He gives the leaves a touch green, and rivers with blue...

What happened to the child who once ruled the world?

Now the World ruled the child."

I was happy with the presence of you by my side

I was happy that I made you smile and laugh as you would do the same

I was happy that the thought of you caring for me was great

I was happy of the time we spent alone in our own world

I was happy with you…
But could I be happy?

When you left me out starring at the open door you exited

Was I happy when someone mentioned her name and you smiled from your cheeks

Was I happy when tears came down my face secretly that you wouldn’t see

Was I happy to look at the sight of you two laughing thinking that could’ve been me…

I was happy but then she came along and it was the question was I happy with you two getting along?

I was happy, but deep down inside I’m crying out screaming

" I… WAS  happy"

He awaits for his favorite
                s t a r
the one he whispers his wishes too
the one he cries out too
the one he tells his story too
He awaits for that
                s t a r
When day has passed he goes to sleep
and dreams about his  
                s t a r
the one he whispers his love
the one he cries about
the one he tells his story
of that fated star and him
making a journey to an aisle
and as the day ends once more
He awaits for that
                 s t a r
if she ever to decides to open her window
and awaits for him to be her
                 m o o n

As the fireworks beautifully bloom in the sky it was a bit lonely
It’s funny how the wind blows along with time

As I held your hand during that night you smiled at me
It’s funny how I never smiled back and just cried

As I pull you close into an embrace you started to fade
It’s funny isn’t it, you were leaving away

As I tried to put back the pieces of you
It’s funny I never did

As I remember this memory
It’s funny, I’m crying now isn’t it?

As long as I can still recall the note you left
It’s never funny that you gave up on the life you lived
And that carved in me so deep.
                                          .            .            .

Sometimes I just want to be the sun, be that someone who gives warmth and light to your dark and cold world. Then again, why should I be something that would give you so much and you could never directly look at, the same way I would look at you.

Have you ever been imprisoned by your thoughts and admiration?
yelling out that you want to be free from this suffocation

You're a prisoner by all means, your heart has abandoned you to the court, and your mind a witness to all the things you've done

Then, you found a key; the answer to moving on but it couldn't fit the locked door

So you tried the best to escape but all routes has failed. There's only one way to fix this, is if you've let yourself to be not guilty of your crimes

Just prove you were innocent but what can we do? we are all pros at heartbreaks

Would you love me?

If I was a storm so strong my name would be carved into history

Would you love me?

If I was fire that burned your home as I was called a calamity

Would you love me?

If I was a plague so deadly that could endanger and **** all of humanity


“Would you love me?” She asked bearing the final question.


“No” He replied. “I’ll love you even more”

He writes loves stories of wonder beyond inspiration

and no one could ever match his wit, his art, his creation

No one could defeat him from the poet’s throne
                                 . . .
Though the king of composed literary

is a fool behind his work of virtuosity

a clown to his own emotions

describing love letters for a lover he has let go

You can't undo what's written in the past
and you may be aware on what's in the present
cause you will be surprised with the future

Yet do not worry time is there
every second of the tick of the clock
it will be a memory worth to share

Enjoy life's current position
don't dwell on yesterday
and live on for tommorrow

we are the main character of our lives and it's in our hands if we're going to save ourselves or let ourselves die...

It’s been awhile dear diary, How are you I would ask? Are you still fixated by the old love story you used to write daily in the past?

It’s been awhile teddy, How are you I would ask? Do you miss the times I would hug you every night every so afraid of the dark even though I had a night light?

It’s been awhile photos, How are you I would ask? I wonder why I smiled in every shot thinking the reason I was happy as that…

It’s been a while heart, How are you I would ask? Are you still fixated about your love story? Missing his hugs in everyday life? Or thinking the reasons you felt happy by his side?

It’s been awhile…
Love,

How are you I would ask?

Do you still remember our old love story?
Or the hugs I give you?
Perhaps maybe the smiles we had when we were together, smiling at each other.

It’s been a while

I hope you’re okay.

With the written love story of yours in that invitation

As you hug her in your arms both of you dressed in formal attire

And smiling sweetly captured in that altar

It’s been awhile since I cried, I wonder why?

Stop searching at the place

                        where you lost me

Start finding the reason

                        I walked out

I kept wishing on stars the outcome of my future
what would it be like to know tomorrow
I kept on bragging about things I could’ve done
things I would’ve but I’m just no one
so I walked on the footsteps of a thousand souls
trying to find mine with the Grim Reaper
then I stumbled upon yours a coincidence much like any other
yet I feel like we were ordained
like the stars were set into the right alignment
that it has become akin to a dream of fate
and as I walked past by your spirit it didn’t match mine
I was too sad to walk away so I managed without a soul
                                          . . .
Soulless to say I’m rightfully yours forever and more.

He made me smile
He made me laugh
He made me fall in love
Then,
He  made me cry
He made me hope
that he would love me back

Romeo promised to run away with me
to a castle where it was for us only
and I held his hand and started moving
to an empty house I sad waiting
for I was to filled up with lies of true love
that I didn't see he crossed his fingers
and now he fled with Juliet
to an island where they shall meet
so I pulled out my heart and closed my mind
soon after Romeo and Juliet had died
and I was left shattered and dead inside

I fell in love with you
I fell in love with that smile
to see you happy every time
I fell in love with  that laughter
the carelessness we share together
I fell in love with that frown
the sorrow of your heart I please
I fell in love with that boy
the one I fell in love more and more
I fell in love with  you
knowing  you won't love me too

A fresh breeze of  summer hits my face
as your comes up short without water to embrace
and as the air turn up swiftly
clouds began to appear suddenly
makes rain to quench thy thirst
and yet you have grown drunk
that thou couldn't drink a drop

So as frosty air fill up by snow
leaves colored all soft and white
and you no warmth sent to freeze the night

Then comes the bloom of your secrets
some bright flowers and fruits
coming to those who are needed
to bear more everlasting loot

Lastly, it was the peak of death
when everything dying was beauty
you held strong to give out your last breath
to leaves that have fallen
stepped to a crisp
an eminent way to go out like this
thus you shall live forever being
You from the very start your own sapling

I fell asleep on the Sun, it was warmer than any sensation felt by a hug
I woke up on the moon because the stars were telling me love stories about you
I walked on the ocean the breeze of the wind telling me the direction
I climbed the shore where they said it was your destination
I flew on the land they told you where there and she was there as well
I went back to space to learn how I can distance myself
I starred at the earth from mars and it’s funny I know exactly where your heart is beating
Not with me but with her and her to be
So I fell asleep at my bed wondering the efforts I wasted.

Would I ever be in your thoughts as I flood memories of you and me in my head?
Would I ever be that name you would state as you smile with friends and acquaintances?
Would I be the person who would be there for you and turn your frown upside down?
Would I? Because you are the axis of my world, you circle around my life as if you own it by some sort.
You are everything I never expected to be granted upon an unsaid wish
Would I? Just be something more to you as you are something far more special than any diamond this world could ever have. Would I?

I can’t shake off these emotions, this feeling of unwanted affection towards you, a person who makes me smile when there’s no reason to smile, makes me laugh at things I never knew was humorous.
I can’t still seem to shake that off, that replay of heartbreaks going over and over again how I knew you will never feel the same way, yet I still hope, still do. An ongoing war of choosing let it go or not to.
Shake what off? Something pasted and carved in so deep that it can’t be fixed, that whatever I’m feeling for now is shaking me off, off to the world of imaginations where you and I would be in. Though I knew that feeling has already shaken you already and you have stood in a ground where nothing could ever be quivered by anyone.