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Angelee Moncawe Jul 2016
All I ever did was to wander inside this familiar room.
To look for your memories in the corners
To feel your presence in this cold air
To make myself believe that you’re here.
But still, nothing.
Months have passed already but I think
the years we shared together can never
transcend the memories I, alone, am making now.
My eyes can still see you, I must say
Even if I close it, you are there.
In the loud crowd, I hear your words.
In their movements, your stillness blooms.
Yet, you are still not here.
I wish you didn't leave
That you chose to stay and face the future with me.
You have your own life, I understand
The problem is, you became part of mine.
A lot of people tried knocking at my door
But looking through the hole,
I keep praying that it was you.
Yet, I am never granted.
They say moving on is the best way
to collect and to fix your broken heart.
I say the otherwise.
Because everytime I try to take a step
away from the shades of all the memories we planted,
I keep finding myself stopping in the middle
and going back to those stories.  
The sun hurts my skin. The rain makes me gloomy
but all of those didn’t matter when you were with me.
You clothed me with words devoid of joy and sadness
And now, I feel nothing but nakedness.
It’s not your fault, my heart just longs for you
And in case you come back, you’ll find me
lying under the tree that bloomed in this room,
Still looking for you.
This piece is made for my classmates in Junior High School. I love them so much. Thank you for 4 years bruh.
Angelee Moncawe Jun 2016
Today is not the best.
Where is the peace I felt before?
Why there is only anger inside of me?
Questions. Questions that are never
meant to be answered.
Because no one understands.

Today is not the best for sure.
It feels like winter in my heart.
The snow, yes it is beautiful but
it is destructive.
I just can't do everything,
with winter on my way.

Today is not the best.
but I know it will not linger.
I know someday,
this anger will melt
into tears and finally,
here is the spring.
Angelee Moncawe May 2016
Run and run until we both fall,
as if we were chasing the stars
and trying to be one with the universe.
For a moment, I heard our laughs
and the beat of our hearts creating harmony
with our short breaths.
It was mellifluous.
Until now it was vivid in my sight,
how we both let our feet race with the air
and let the time say who won that fight.
Please, remember the day when you and I
both decided to run in an empty hall.
That day when we finally looked
into each other’s eyes
and dredge deeply to find a treasure.
Not a gold nor diamond, but something more
meaningful
Please remember the day when you and I
both decided to run in an empty hall,
because that day when I looked into
your eyes,
I knew at that moment that you are
the treasure I was trying to find.
Angelee Moncawe May 2016
With my eyes open,
I walk forward
to find my way,
hoping someone will
extend his hand
to my heart.
but
Trust is all
that scares me.
Hello, this is my first entry in here :)

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