If you thought you've met the clumsiest girl
you still haven't met her

No one can be as clumsy as her
because no one else had
accidental sprains
accidental bruises
accidental bumps
accidental cuts
like she had

You'd wonder why she's so clumsy
because every moment you'd see her
she has a new story that comes with a new injury
and everytime she'd talk about it
you'd see the perfect mixture of
giggly, embarrased, and happy
all at the same time

She'd smile and laugh about it
and you'd be there listening
being the perfect mixture of
worried, frustrated, and happy
all at the same time

You'd wonder at her wonderous nature
of how to smile when the injury hurts
Oh, how you'd wish
that you could be there
to tell her off and pick her up
wrap up her bruises
wipe of her tears
but thing is she won't let you
all you could do is
silently wail with her
for all she ever did was smile

I am cursed with words
for words were never mine to begin with
I am knowledgeable of words
but never the knowledge itself
words are not the language I speak
Words are a curse for me

You*
You have a gift with the words I don't speak
Cause words are in love with you
I fathom at the heart of your soul
For that is where words reside

I cannot speak truly of what I have in mind
For I have said before,
words are a curse to me
Because I have no words to speak
I only have my mind and soul to listen

I question why I have no gift with words
Because with words, I cannot speak
For I wish to ask the God almighty
To give me the words I seek

I could only wish for words
as sweet as yours
Because your words seem to breathe
I wish to speak the words
that go beyond dreams
The words that stay in
somnambulistic silence

No one uses them as well as you
It's like you dwell in another realm
I could only wish to have words like yours
But alas, *my curse is silence

All I ask from you now is to pray.
Keep praying til I want what you want
If what you want is for me to stop loving you
If what you want is for me to give up on you
Please pray harder if that's what you want
Cause everyday, I'd love you longer and longer
Everyday, I'd have fallen for you
over and over and over again
Pray til I want what you want
If that is what you really and truly want

It'd be selfish for me to ask you love me
the same way that I love you
So here I ask, pray
*Pray til I want what you want

I'm but a Dante Allighieri
watching his Beatrice
fall from his hands
Watching her fall for another man
Leaving me to insanity
and all I could do is watch
watch her be well and happy
making our existences never meet

All I could do is watch
and think about her

I still remember how your hand held mine
How your smile would just stop time
I remember how you'd blush
How you'd just amaze me too much
I remember how you'd make me shy
It'd be crazy for me to say "hi"
Sadly, these are just memories of mine
Don't worry, I'll be just fine

I'll just close my eyes and remember your smile

There's a faint sound of wind against my ear
and the laughter of children playing around
As I lay down on the field resting without a care
I feel a gentle gander above me
As closed as my eyes could be
I felt a slight press against my arm
I felt a familiar warmth as time flew by
It was her that rested beside me
by each other's side we rested til dusk
and woke up next to each other's gaze
We yawned then laughed at each other's hair
But boy, was she still beautiful after that
She stood up and said goodbye
and that was the last time I heard her say "good night"