back then, I thought she loved me
that's why she wont meet my eyes

but now, i know better
she was just afraid I'd see through her lies.

The colors that i'll use
To paint our story
Are those that'll never fade.

we lost our car today
we put it up for assume
'cause we hit a hard patch
and were not able to pay
but hey
surprisingly were okay
mom cooked some good food
and ****, we love her beef broccoli sauté
its as they say
sometimes in life, things just doesnt go the way
you want it be
but time will come
we'll be more than okay
me and my family.

i've let go of the pen
that used to be inseparable to me
as i let go of the reason
for most of my poetries

                                          but now a year later
                                     a year older, more mature
  
                                                       ­                           i've let go of the pain
                           bid goodbye to the woes brought by her uncertainty
                                                     ­                         i've let go of the person
                                                          ­                for real this time, happily