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Ysa Pa Jun 2016
Together, I knew we're unfit
Don't worry, I didn't ask for it
Yes i know, we aren't meant to be
I'm not asking for you to love me
Im not asking you to listen or to care
I'm not asking you to always be there
I'm not asking you to open your doors
For you to let me, is all I'm asking for
Let me. Allow me to love you.
Let me. Allow me to care for you.
Permit me to stay by your side
With you, consent me to reside
Let nothing be ruined or change
Let us not be distant or be strange
I accept that we aren't meant to be
I'm never going to ask you to love me
But as I wait for whoever I'm destined for
Let me. Allow me to love and care for you more.
Ysa Pa Jun 2016
I tried to break away
To break free
I really did.
I flew, only if you could've seen me.
Ysa Pa Jun 2016
Thinking of us when there's isn't an us
Being with you in the absence of light
Drafting stories which no one can see
We both knew that this wasn't right

But as you knock and came closer
And when we shared the same air
As soon as our breaths become one
And with your presence evidently there

You tried so ever to understand
With you clinging to my fragility
Understood like no one else before
Holding on to what makes me

As you pull me towards you
My mind blanked into our song
As our souls intertwined
I lost my sense of right and wrong

To push you away,
I lost all the strength to do
And gained every nerve
To be wrong and stay with you
Ysa Pa Jun 2016
We were definitely something
We are this unlabeled and undefined mess
We had a relationship worth dreaming
There was no 'us' but we had realness

What we had was called almost
We shared what people desire
We tried to last with our outmost
But distance extinguished the fire

We had what some envied
We were perfectly unlabeled and unknown
We were bulletproof but we still bleed
I wasn't yours and I couldn't call you my own

What do I call you, how do I explain us?
You're my ex something, my ex almost, my ex unstable
My ex unnamed, my ex unknown, my ex anonymous
To put it simply, since we are undefined, you are my "x variable"
Ysa Pa Jun 2016
Which is more painful?
The lie told or the truth hidden?
The reality unknown of
Or the reality believed in?

To say you've forgotten
But secretly reminisce what has past
Or when there is no presence of love
But still trying to make us last

To bid a forced farewell
When desperately wanting to stay
Or to remain together
Where everything's black, white and gray

The hurtful unmeant words
That carelessly slips
Or what needed to be heard
That's kept behind those lips

Let me ask you again
When asked about you and I
Which is more painful?
The unheard truth or the stated lie?

Which is more painful to be heard
And more painful to be spoken?
Forced to say you don't when you still do
Or forced to say you do when you no longer can?

What answer shall I say?
What answer shall I hear?
If asked about our love,
Which pain should I fear?
Ysa Pa Jun 2016
Giving a day for a selfless endeavor
Exercising charitable behavior
Immersing oneself for the sake of others
One would realize that love doesn't need to hurt

As we rode a bus to our immersion
In order to fulfill our assigned mission
We filled our heads with aims and goals
And prepared our hearts for the necessary roles

Arriving at our destination
It was near to what we've envisioned
To be able to visit not once but twice
We hope that we were able to suffice

Teaching the children and learning as well
I believe that we've gained more from our 'clientele'
We learned much more as we gave our all
We've gained their smiles as we gave so small

We've taught and given educational materials
But what really lasts are the ideals
I just hope that we gave them what they needed
I hope that all good seeds have been planted

To be able to touch lives and influence
It was worth all the expense
And to receive their smile
Truly makes it worth the while

Allotting time for the children's needs
Is a way for positivity to breed
Having open hands to let children hold
We've not only touched hearts but we've also mold

Spreading love and blessings
Gives one an irreplaceable feeling
To be able to help children
Is something we'd gladly do again
Ysa Pa Jun 2016
You were broken
I was shattered
We were bits and pieces
That didn't fit together

But we tried
To staple, glue and control
The remains of what has been
Of what was previously whole

A lot of pieces are missing
Some where stolen or given away
Some are nothing more than ash
Some forgotten and some are here to stay

We tried to stitch up each other
But we ran out of thread
What started out as a way to recover
Now brings about dread

Fearing to hurt or be hurt
We arrived with the decision
That we should grow wings
Instead of rebuilding our prison

Instead of forcing to be whole
And forcing to fill in the gaps
Instead of risking to fall into the abyss
We should create our own map

If we can't fix what broke
If we can't restore what was lost
If we ran out of thread, staples and glue
Then lets go beyond the uncrossed

If we can't make the ash whole
Then lets build something new
If we can't go back to what has been
Then lets start with today, me and you

Instead of glue, staples and thread
Instead of living in fear and ache
Instead of breathing doubts and dread
Let us be abstract, let's be a mosaic
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