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  Apr 2015 Janelle
Camille Alipio
Love starts.
Love grows.
Love lies.
Love hurts.
Love ends.
Love *****.
Love comes...again.
Love lasts.
Love exists.

Love starts with the eyes,
Eventually a hi or hello will come next.
A small talk will happen,
Then friendship comes along.

Love grows from that friendship--
Courtship & dating will happen;
Then you started trusting,
Eventually you fall for a kiss.

Love lies from words & actions,
Secrets are revealed,
Then trust was destroyed;
There's no more turning back.

Love hurts like truth hurts,
Tears may fall
Or maybe not at all,
So you just end curling up like a ball.

Love ends like life does end,
But would that be all?
Would there be any love left
Or just nothing at all?

Love ***** like a gazillion bucks.
As pain deepens, bitterness grows,
And so does fear comes along with it
Hence, no more chances to love again.

Love comes...again
In the right time and place
With the right person
For the right reasons.

Love lasts...forever.
Taking chances is not bad at all
'Coz from those heartaches
You've just become stronger.

Love exists...it really exists
Just like God exists.
So let's all believe,
To live, laugh, & love!

Love starts.
Love grows.
Love lies.
Love hurts.
Love ends.
Love *****.
Love comes...again.
Love lasts.
Love exists.
  Apr 2015 Janelle
L
An eyelash on my cheek.
I caught it and blew it.
With the wind.
A star shoots across the sky.
I tied a knot.
A four-leaf clover.
I almost stepped on it.
11:11.
Says my Casio digital watch.
A coin lying on the sidewalk.
I flipped it down the well.

Fingers crossed.
Eyes closed.

I feel lucky.
I wish for you.
  Apr 2015 Janelle
L
I wrote your name
Once
Twice
Thrice
'Til I memorized it.
I wrote your name
Ten times
A hundred times
A million times
'Til it didn't look familiar anymore.
  Apr 2015 Janelle
L
is the color of
the ocean
the sky
the sails
of the boats
in the island where we met.

Blue
is the color of
your shirt
your eyes
that day we took a stroll
along the shore.

Blue
is the color of
the moon
that night we kissed.

Blue
is the color of
that day you left
without saying
goodbye.

Blue
is the color of
my (broken) heart.
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