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JCabanilla Sep 2018
Sweet talks,
Late night walks,
Childish pokes,
and my heart got broke.

He destroyed my zone,
And now I'm all alone.
I know it was just a game,
but I played so lame.

He's a pro gamer,
and I, I'm just a beginner.
We played feelings for fun,
but I end up thinking how to run.

I thought I can win this time,
but my heart refuses to rhyme.
I'm aware about the ending,
and fear is a word to describe my feelings.

The game lasted for three days,
the ending didn't change.
He won, I lost.
I'm sure for him I never had any cost.

He kissed my forehead down to my chicks,
but I stopped him before he touch my lips.
I can't give up my first kiss,
for someone that I'm going to miss.

This is not a story of a Princess,
it's not appropriate to seal it up with an ending kiss.
For he was never mine,
because we just played for fun.
Dedicated for those who played a game with someone who's in relationship already.
JCabanilla Sep 2018
Never choose me,
for I am a girl who eats a lot of dish.
Never choose me,
for I am a girl who act so childish.

Never choose me,
for I am a girl who cries for small things.
Never choose me,
for I am a girl that is too annoying.

Never choose me,
because I am a girl who laughs so loud.
Never choose me,
Because i am the kind of girl that can't make u proud.

Don't love me,
for I have my own battle scar.
Don't love me,
for I have my own flaws.

Don't love me,
for I have my own mind.
Don't love me,
for I have my own pride.

Don't love me,
because I'm not always correct.
Don't love me,
because I will never be perfect.

If you're not ready,
the door is open free.
If you're not interested,
don't talk to me instead.

If you can't,
don't make a stand.
If you just want to try,
you're just making a lie.

and if you're not serious,
don't be so flirtatious.
and if you can't accept me,
you can go home early.

If you really cant accept me,
then never choose me.
If you really hate the real me,
then don't love me.
JCabanilla Sep 2018
The chilly wind that whines over the roof.
Break down the heavy rain that no one can create a spoof.
A pile of water rolling down the mountain.
Loads of thunders and Lightnings thread by chain.

Another wild storm is here to disturb the night,
Another wave of death is here to take a bite.
The rattling and flapping sound of the leaves,
bring shivers to each pair of sleeves.
It was raining in our place and it gave me an idea.
JCabanilla Sep 2018
Time has been ticking,
Hearts kept on beating.
People can't stop loving,
with Cupid's arrow they are falling.

Cupid is up to something,
He's making the pieces of our feelings.
Collecting the jar of heart from every human being,
pairs of heart that completes the red string.

Cupid wont let us down,
He will never take a shot that will make us frown.
Take the crown,
and love till dawn.
Just a scrap from my mind, it was not written correctly.
JCabanilla Sep 2018
Umbra were my acquaintance.
Rehabilitating was never been on my plan.
Daftness was there to give me a chance,
Iciness was the best attitude that I’ve done.

Elysian was ready to hug me, yet;
Lucifer got one of my feet.
Acting that I never been felt any sick,
Catching my breath, I’m waiting for someone to save me by their trick.

Aching heart has been pushing and calling me,
Beckon me to end everything in order to be free.
Aspiring to turn myself as a beautiful literary piece in deep blue sea,
Notifying that I’ll never see how badly was reality.

In the end I’m all alone,
Listening when will I ever fall and be thrown.
Lachrymose face is my perfect pattern,
And no one seems to bother how they left my heart broken.
JCabanilla Aug 2018
Here I am breaking the words I cannot say,
Standing here smiling like an idiot.
Scrolling my phone to choose the best song for today,
a song that would definitely go straight to your heart.

We met unexpectedly,
it was the right timing but we're in the wrong place.
We met when my heart got broken and yours that felt loneliness,
but we met behind the world of screen.

We got close impressively,
For starters I showed the real me that quick.
I told you what I can't, want, need and wishes to do.
I asked myself, why do I need to be me for you?

Surprisingly we bond a little longer,
I didn't stop same with you.
You begun to tell your secrets, you begun trusting me.
And I begun to be afraid.

That night when you decided to trust me I cried, a lot.
Knowing your secret I thought it would hurt me a lot
That your secret would left me so bad.
And your secret is the reason why I cried.

You didn't know that my sobs were meant for you.
You didn't know because you never had the chance.
So I kept it as a secret, I wrote down a piece because of it.
I wrote down with my hands 'cause I can't take the pain away.

Is this even possible?
Loving you and I can keep it as a secret.
Is this even true?
I love you and I kept it in silence.

What is love?
Love is something you must risk it all.
Love is something that will push you to give your all.
Love is something scary to feel.

I'm scared that I felt it for the first time,
I'm even terrified to know that I felt it for you.
Isn't scary? I love you yet I can't take the risk.
Isn't terrifying? I accepted the fact that I fell for you yet I must not give my all

This is suppose to be a love letter,
but in different version.
This is a computerize love letter,
in different form and can't be sent directly to the owner.

Do you know who's the owner of this love letter?
To be precise do you know who's the person I love?
Do you know to whom I will send this?
You can't take a guess, because this letter can't be shared secretly.

I will share this to the world,
I love you and they need to know it.
I won't tell to anyone who's the unlucky guy.
I love you and you will never know that it was you.

The Possibilities that kept on popping on my mind;
Possibility that you might love me back,
Possibility that you might hate me instead,
and possibility that I might get my heart broken again.

I need to stop falling.
I must pretend not knowing him.
I shouldn't keep on believing,
I can see clearly that he's just a dream.
words by: Jc
JCabanilla Aug 2018
I don't write well, but when it comes to you I will write a hundred piece or even thousands of poem just to make you feel that you are loved.
-Sacred Heart
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