Love me, not because I can make you smile.
Love me, not because you laugh at my jokes.
Love me, not because you think I am fun.
Love me, not because you enjoyed being with me.
I am not the one who would keep you out of boredom.

Love me, not because you enjoyed my kisses.
Love me, not because I know how to touch.
Love me, not because you like being cuddled.
Love me, not because you have someone to hug.
Love me, not because I keep you company.
It is not love-making whenever we lie on your bed.

Love me, not because I am pretty or adorable.
Love me, not because you think I am perfect.
Darling, you have to love my flaws and my weaknesses too.

**Dare to love me because you have no other reason but to love.

My lips would roam
not only on your lips
but down to your neck
and your thighs.

Will you blame me
for missing the times
I get to kiss you?

My dear,
I'm a mess
but I miss you.

Being wounded deep,
it may leave a blemish
that serves as a reminder
for the times of vulnerability.

Have you ever wondered why
there’s hardly any remnant left
to remind you of happiness?

Scars may have been a proof of sadness.
For some, it’s a prompt of pain.

Remember this:
Your happiness does not need any scarring
but it will always be embedded in your memory.

Your happiness is intangible
yet it brings a sensation
that can be felt through the heart.

I love you
   love you
             you

As the time went by,
I forgot to love myself

I love you
I love
I*

But when things ended between us
I have learned to appreciate
and love myself more