You're my favorite person.

Several months ago we used to talk how miserable my life is under the moonlight of a park. You used to tell me words of wisdom and lending your ears made you admirable.

Several months ago you used to notice the color of my eyes, the smile between my little dimples, my small hand and my pinky toes. You used to notice little details about me and my heart was filled with appreciation.

Several months ago we used to share thoughts of our future and of our past beneath the million stars with a mucho bottle of beer. You used to tell me how you feel and so do I.

You're still my favorite person.

My life's still miserable at times but we're too busy growing up. I miss your words of wisdom and you listening to my dilemmas and fears.

I still look the same. The color of my eyes, the dimples and my smile, the small hand and my pinky toes. They need you. They need to be noticed again. They feel the need to be relevant. To you.

I have more thoughts of my future now and I'm counting the days go by. I have so many words to tell you. I have so many feelings towards life to share with you. But I cannot even drink a bottle of beer. I cannot even share a good moment with you.

Do you miss me?

When I focused on my worries
     I wa worried endlessly
When I focused in moving forward,
     Everyday, I feel growth

When I focused on being tired,
     Everything is hard
When I focused on trusting God
     Hardships are blessings

Some times aren't perfect
and some things aren't meant to be.
Unfortunately.

She needs someone

Not words to ponder
Not ears to listen

But a hand to hold and a shoulder to cry on.

Too young to think
What's like to be thirty.
Too old to think
What should have been to be thirteen.

I don't mind missing you
I don't mind the want to touch you
The idea makes me shiver
That finally,
Somebody is able to make me feel this way again.
It has been a long time
I don't mind feeling lonely sometimes
I don't mind hurt by your absence
The feeling is just so intimate.

Hey, I am really glad!
My first year isn't so bad.
Well, maybe?
But I know, there's a lot waiting for me.

And suddenly words won't be enough
But a hug will do
A very very long one
One that lasts forever

How sure are we?
When is this going to last?
When a period might be written?
When an ending cannot be a happily ever after?

Why do we fear?
For something we don't want to come?
For something we won't do?
For something we make contingency plans for?

Why don't we?
Just seize the days of blister?
Just hold on for everything we have?
Just laugh all those fears away?

Because we can.
We can stay and last.
We can keep the period unwritten.
We can keep happily ever after but not the endings,
We don't really need that.

No words blurted out
Strings may be attached
Tomorrow surely unsecured
Fear comes after laughter

Still
I love the feeling
I am unsure
But for one thing
I am happy and I chose to be one

Do I need to escape from here
Guess it just won over me, yes, fear
Everyone's near but nobody hears
Or so I thought

Can I still make it through
Be able to catch what fallen and flew
I think it's so hard to get by
Or so I thought

Miles of distance is what I need
Let the pumping thing shout its grief
Hopes and lights cannot be hid
Or so I thought

I am a glass
I may be fragile
But I won't let your words get into me

And through it all
we knew that we would fall

Can we be like this?
Late night talks with bliss
Taking thoughts into the clouds and bear
Gather courage and never tear

Can we be like this?
Never ending stars, stories and stares