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Janica Katricia Aug 2016
morning dew was never visible anymore
but only night lights and cold breeze

the sun sets when i rose
from the deep sleep
and dinner is ready
i can smell it from here

midnight comes by so fast
why is it so quick the days have passed?

but it feels like time has stopped.

when i happen to see your face

when i feel your warm embrace

when i look at those eyes

Oh my... * you're such a blessing in *disguise

when things have crossed it lines

when you became mine...

all these things have been the favorite memories of *mine...
Janica Katricia Aug 2016
him
stumbling through words on how to explain
who he  is
what he looks like
how he walks
the way he talks

the way he looks at me
and say i love you
without any words

the way he smiles
and how it makes my ****** days
somehow special

the way he tries to be funny
since all his life he has been serious.

i love him

the way he looks himself at the mirror
the way he walks towards me

and the way he talks to me like its our first time meeting.

he got these amazing blank eyes that tells me so much about his world
that no one has ever discovered yet.

he got this beautiful mind full of words to explain his feelings but never able to use it.

he got this something...

that somehow...

*makes me fall in love even harder
every time i look at him, these are some thoughts I have in mind.
Janica Katricia Aug 2016
imagine things could happen in a snap.

in a second, that red light will go green
the dry sun could be covered with cold rain
the person you love is gone.

we tend to believe that every thing last forever.

if not everything...
there should be
something

but, haven't you realized,
everything that seems so pretty...

vanishes

we could not make sure that the sun
will forever shine.
we don't know when pigs could fly
we won't know if there are already cures
for cancer, even
for a simple heartbreak.

imagine things like this will happen in a second
when you happen to reach
the end of this poem...

*or...
this is actually a piece i wrote long time ago, i happen to scroll through my notes and found this. this was written around my depression days and was not able to know anything yet about poetry and thought that this kind of piece was my suicidal letter for my old self. Just thinking of sharing this.
Janica Katricia Aug 2016
words flowing through my head right now
looking through memories and scenes made up by my head.

the first moments we shared
first words we said
first small fight we had
first kiss and first..

hmmm....

now, here we are and looking through a window.

and only thing that's constant is our...

*i love you
Janica Katricia Aug 2016
i was never a poet.
never good with sharing what's in my head.
never really that kind of girl you can post about.

but i have unspoken words that my heart screams about,
but never by my mouth.

all i wanted you to hear,
are the meaning of every heartbeat
and every breath taken.
Janica Katricia Aug 2016
i heard stories of unwanted feelings
but this thing is different.

i didn't want this moment in my life
but you came.

every words and i love you's
it showers me with glitters.

why do i love you so?

the question that always lingers my head.

but i realized,

i should stop asking.

and start feeling.

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