there are things i have promised you,
things i don't ever want to put you through.
i'm sorry i broke those promises somehow,
i knew we weren't for each other anyhow.
i just want you to be happy,
i know we're both tired of being shady.
things between us are already sketchy,
every day, holding on seems very heavy.
letting go of you was hard
yet i don't want toxicity to bombard;
i want the best for you and me
so please, let's just set each other free.
those days were warm, hot, and long,
but you rushed to me like a sweet song.
your warmth is what i always wanted all along,
then i knew to you is where i want to belong.
autumn came and leaves started to fall,
the wind also started to blow cool breeze;
but your tender care is what i always recall,
the way you make my mind feel at ease.
winter then came and it falls snow,
the weather has become a lot colder too;
still together, we continue to grow,
all the things we've been through, i won't undo.
then comes springtime,
the cherry blossoms started to bloom,
yet you still shine and your charm sublime;
your presence will never make me go gloom.
this summer marks one year of our togetherness,
i'm blessed with all we've been through in the past year.
my heart has deeply fallen in love with your tenderness,
and with you i'm willing to journey, without any fear.
you told me that we can try again,
amidst all these things we can't explain.
you told me we can still smile,
even if sadness is here for a while.
although we can't be physically near,
thank you for still holding me dear;
thank you for putting away my fear,
assuring me that sooner skies will be clear.
we'll get through these together
we'll make it through the bad weather;
we know everyday is a new day,
as long as we're here and we'll still stay.
some days are really rainy,
but with you, i feel less lonely;
one day, hand in hand we'll see the sunshine,
and as one sooner we'll feel just fine.
after all these times,
i finally came to a realization
all the while i was given the signs
that loving you isn't my position.
but no, i still love you,
i still think of you;
but maybe, just maybe—
this time it has to be me.
maybe if i finally let go,
it'd be a chance for me to grow.
you were my once in a lifetime
my charm sublime.
you didn't say goodbye,
but neither did i;
suddenly we went out of focus,
maybe that was the last of us.
maybe we held each other too close
which made us now too loose.
maybe we became too dependent,
that made us now feel indifferent.
we can pretend this is easy,
but how long will we both feel weary?