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CG Abenis Feb 2012
Smile masks his face
when actually
inside
he is
dying.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
I stay in the corner,




bending on my knees



crying.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
Kick their *****
and let 'em know
you're the boss!
CG Abenis Feb 2012
I cry on my knees
and carry the weight of the world
but suddenly forgets every bad feeling
when I see you smiling at me.
CG Abenis Jan 2012
She has to go;
bags already packed,
plane ticket inside the shoulder bag,
lots of money inside the wallet,
and a their photo album in her hand.

She has to leave him for a long while;
a kiss on the lips,
they hugged as they kissed,
they shed their tears
and waved goodbye.

He has to wait for her;
a promise to each other spoken,
must not be broken,
truthful and loyal,
that must they'd be.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
You kissed her,
I left you.



Was it my fault?
why
CG Abenis Feb 2012
why
Short and just simple
yet
the hardest
question to answer.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
We're friends,

We kid around,

Exchange laughs,

unknowingly

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s   s   l   l   o  o   w  w   l    l   y   y. . .
CG Abenis Feb 2012
I'm broke,

I'm insane,

I have nothing

I am nothing.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
Your smile;
it gives me hope and inspiration.

Your kiss;
it makes me think of happy thoughts.

Your hug;
it comforts me when I'm in trouble.

Your love;
it motivates me to become stronger
and successful in everything
that I do.

Yes, this is all because of you.

You're my source of strength and inspiration,
my ever loving source of courage and determination.

With you my darling,
Everything is possible. :)
CG Abenis Feb 2012
We both love each other
and I believe this love is true,
that's why 'till now,
I'm still holding on to you.

Many people dispute our
relationship and the saddest
part, among them is my family.
But I know for myself that
you deserve my love,
I'll cling on to you no matter
how hard they'll pull me away.

I'll keep holding on to
the promise we made.
I'll love you, you'll love me,
'till death do us part,
it's you and me against the world.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
You tell him your happy,
but deep inside your not.

You tell him it's okay,
but you still want the best shot.

You tell him you liked it
but actually you don't.

You tell him the opposite.
Just the opposite of what you really wanted.

Don't you find it funny?
Don't say you don't agree with me.

When you give your lover something
it's the same kind of thing
(*not exactly the same)
that you wanted to receive from him.

The way you caress him and care for him,
is also the exact way you wanted
to be caressed and taken care of.

And the way you love him,
is exactly the way you wished to be loved.

Right?

And then you both end up fighting,
quarreling due to dissatisfaction.

He likes this, you like that.
He loves this, you love that.
He wants it to be done this way,
and you wish it to be done that way.

Then he yells at you,
you burst into tears,
and both of you become silent,
your love becomes silent and mute.

But then, do you think you're really in love?
Do you really call this is love?
When you become dissatisfied of what the other
can only give and show,
When you cannot accept what he/she can only do.

I guess my friends,
you're not in love.

Love is not about what's the best gift to give
Or what's the best action to show.

Love is about accepting what can each other only give,
And what can each other only do,
but still manage to prove that he/she is in love with you,
and only to you.

Not to his/her money,
nor to his/her body,
but with who you really are,
despite with what you only are.

By then you are in love. <3
CG Abenis Feb 2012
"You told me to taste
your love even just for once
Now, I beg for more."
refer to "i told you..."
the poem I wrote before this one. :)
CG Abenis Oct 2012
You smiled at me; so mind blowing
It always ran inside my head;
Each day and night when we're together,
You never failed me; you gave me that smile
again as I expected.

But your phone beeped once, then twice, then thrice
I saw you smiling but a bit different
My heart sank to the ground,
I **** was jealous.

Your smile was a bit different,
More meaningful and cuter,
You never gave that to me,
Yes, you never did.
You never did.

Later I found out, it was from your girlfriend.

— The End —