In order to forget
Forward, I've tried to leapt
but to our past, I've always been swept —
reminiscing the places we've formerly been in

Took a few steps to the right
but my heart has been putting a tough fight
wandering quite constantly
and leading me back to where you've left me

All these efforts are somewhat in vain
for no matter how hard I try to change lanes
I think I am almost always bound
To come back to this very same ground

From where I live
It is almost always cold and dark
Heck, even I needed to borrow my own light
The nearest friend I have is several light-years away
Everything just passes by; no one even dared to stay…

That is why, when I had you back then, subsistent –
Someone who was constant and consistent,
Someone who looked at me with so much admiration
More than you did with any other planet or constellation
It made me feel like I am more than just an orbiting satellite
You made me feel like I am the center of your night

Staring at each other, staring together
The sky and stars are surrounding observers
of our cosmic connection when we did had it better…
up until that very last night,  
when you chose to end it with your selfish letter…

and now, I am  left in the same vastness where I’ve always been
plagued with more and more questions, I still kept wondering…
What did I ever do to make you stop?
And what can I possibly do to urge you again to look up?

Regardless of whatever height we reach
The fall is almost always inevitable...

and yet, we still continue to take our chances
We just tighten our very grips,
Shut our doubting eyes,
hold our labored breath,
and just savor the free fall

I am many things all at once…

I am more than just a poet
I am more than that human
Who you see muttering
Those verses, rhyming and aching
Of longing and brokenness
Of depth and hopelessness…
I am more than any piece I’ve spoken
More than any poem I’ve written

I am many things all at once…

I am more than just those “titles”
More than any predefined roles and adnouns
I am more than that kid who you used to see
Climbing up a nonsensical pedestal relentlessly
I am more than that person
Who has long been enslaved –
By words and numbers written on a paper
Life worth mainly defined by others
I have always endeavored to become better

I am many things all at once…

I am more than just taints of my past
More than a byproduct of bad decisions
More than a series of apologies and resolutions
More than a prisoner of my innermost fears
Earnestly seeking for vagaries
I have yet to forget the art of letting it be
And learn playing with blurs of probabilities

I am many things all at once…
A diffraction of Schrödinger's equation
Reflecting a quantum superposition
I am many things all at once…

To the one who made her broken, undefined
Can I take care of the rubble you left behind?
Can I collect her pieces, help rebuild her whole
Can I have her heart, the one you previously stole

"He wanted to know about the sycamore tree and seemed to understand exactly what I meant when I told about the whole being greater than the sum of its parts. “It's that way with people, too,” he said, “only with people it's sometimes that the whole is less than the sum of the parts."
- Wendelin Van Draanen, Flipped

Look at me with those hopeful eyes
with the belief that we can make it through lows and highs
walk again with me, you and your untiring feet
you made the past months more complete
let's cross some more bridge together
stay when one needs the other

Lend me your hands and your arms
and I will gladly accept to ease my qualms
For I've learned that hands will just be hands
and arms will just be arms
but they become so much more
especially when comfort and solace are in store

I have not searched but I have found
someone standing on the same ground
Thank you for breaking the trope
and for helping me breathe a brand new hope

Even if there were a lot of people who were far less
In the short time we've spent together,
I can say you are one of the few who are far more...
you are greater than the sum of your parts
you are one beautiful whole