Byron Galang

Jan 2015

the moon and disorder

kiss me once more
with the same intensity
and gentleness

hold me once more
wrap your arms around me
as i wrap mine around you

sing to me once more
and i'll be singing with you
even though we're out of tune

hold my hand one more
fill the spaces
between my fingers

lie with me once more
let the silence consume us
make me feel safe

let me listen to the beating of your heart
that was awaken by me

for the guy who came into my life so unexpectedly. whatever this is, we'll make this work. thank you for making me feel this way. it may all seem too fast, but we'll make it last.

Byron Galang Jan 2015

With you

With you, the sun feels warmer
The night feels less lonely.

With you, fear doesn't hold me
Instead your arms does.

With you, a normal day
Could become the best day of my life.

With you will I ever become truly happy.

The happy days will continue
And will last
As long as
I
Am
With you.

To my special someone. Thank you for being by side and having me love someone like you.

#love

Byron Galang Jan 2015

Sleep

As my body lie
Here in my confined four walls,
I feel a peace
That I have never experienced.

To the women who are crying,
Please stop.

I am tired,
Let me sleep.

To friends that visit me,
There's no need for flowers.

Just let ms lie here peacefully
And let me have my sleep.

Byron Galang Jan 2015

Is this finally it?

They said that what I felt
Would go away soon if not now.
They said that it hurts but I think hurt is not its only description.
They said that it takes time
But mine did not.
They said it fades
But I believe mine will last.

I've been like this for the past year.
Yet everybody still says the same.
But I could hardly listen to what others think.
Because there is only one that matters.
Hers.

I've been asking myself this question.
Is this finally it?

Listen to yourself

#love #her

Byron Galang Jan 2015

Wind and I

As a tree I have never cared
Of the birds that made its nest on my branch,
Nor of the kids that climbed my arms,
Nor of sunlight that kept me warm in the cold.
The only time that I only cared
Was when the wind blew.

And then I knew...

Byron Galang Jan 2015

Home

Looking up I find the ceiling
Staring back at me with its gray eyes,
Feeling as if oblivion eats my soul
And drowns my body,
But a force pulls me down
To reality and once again life.
And that person is watching TV
Right next to me.

— The End —