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Febronia Ventura Jan 2019
The One
That I should Love
         I Don’t.

The One
I shouldn’t Love
         I Do.
The One you are with
The One you wish to be with
Febronia Ventura Jan 2019
In a world of imperfections
When she was supposed to walk
She decided to stop listening
And she said
“I will just crawl.”

Nobody understood her motives
Not a soul wanted to ask
She felt safe in her habitat
Surrounded by her dreams
Embracing her own thoughts

Who could understand her?
Who could make her grow?
A boy with a face of an angel
Met her and felt in love
Her heart started beating
She wanted to run

It was then she started walking
The love she felt made her stronger
The boy, by her side, was hoping
She would run and follow him
To another place... no wonder!

Love is so magical
Love is miraculous
She started to run,
Reaching the boy’s hand
Feeling their heart becoming one

In this world of imperfections
She found a boy she wasn’t looking for
Crawling and running for love
No one could believe it,
She was missing her true love

As a new day approaches
They decided to fly away
Because the world they made together
It was perfect in every way.
A HelloPoetry participant gave me those three words. This is the result.
We
Don’t prepare
For
Our  best in life

But
We have
To be prepared
For the worst

The
Man or woman
That loves you
At
Your worst

Is
The one you give
Your best



That’s true love!
I can only  hope you acknowledge that , before They fade into the wind
Febronia Ventura Jan 2019
After a long day,
To have you in my arms,
To kiss your cheek,
To tell you I Love You,
It’s the best of Today
Thinking about my children, Diamond, Chikite and JackJack
Febronia Ventura Jan 2019
Why do I think of you
Like if you were part of my present
Why do I keep hoping to hear from you
Pretending we have a life together
I fell in love
... such a teenage feeling.
And it totally feels like a prison
A place where I hold the key and the lock
Because I’m the jailer
And the prisoner
No calls from you
Zero text messages
Checking my e-mail
... Nothing there
Maybe I’m guilty of loving a ghost
A memory of what I wanted you to be
And since I believed the first tale
Plus hundred more
Let me continue this chapter
Where you are my present, and my life...
I’m here... please, come,
Are you the one knocking on my door?
Febronia Ventura Jan 2019
How can I miss you
If I don’t know you

It’s a deep emptiness
That I can’t hug you

I feel this desire, I’m anxious,
To tell you “I Love You.”

To touch your skin
To have you close to me

Somehow I’ll meet you
Someday I’ll kiss you

And while you’re still a stranger
I still love you and need you.

The heart is, no doubt,
An awkward place to grow.
Febronia Ventura Dec 2018
Late at night
In an empty room
Darkness is my ally
When I’m thinking about you
Something short and simple
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