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chrishambolic Dec 2020
Melting and smoky--
like a candle at night,
shining like a sunlight.
Every drop that fell
hurts so bad like a farewell.
But just like a candle at night,
you give hope and dreams
blocking all my internal screams.
'Cause you are my candle at night,
that keeps me cozy and less affright.
I cannot tell how long will you last,
but don't leave me scared and aghast.

Few minutes later here you are,
no longer sparkling; no longer a star.
O what a pain in the eye
as in your light i rely.
Like a candle at night gone in a snap,
maybe I'll end this evening with a nap.
a month ago i lost a friend and i didn't even got the chance to see him for the last time due to this pandemic. I was really devastated but i know that he's now in the better place. This poem is for him.
chrishambolic Dec 2020
The lights are out for almost an hour now,
sitting on the edge of my bed,
still thinking of you somehow.
Staring blankly on my window with the reflection of the moon;
hoping to forget you, not now, but maybe soon.

The sound of my heavy breathing is the only thing i could hear.
Ignoring the mosquitos bites and their buzz's on my ear.
Right here, right now it's only you i think about,
inside this dark room, no more hiding and no more doubt.

The cool breeze entered from my window this time,
i closed my eyes as it gives me shiver through my spine.
A liquid substance fell through my cheeks down to my chin.
A realization hit me, now i know what a fool I've been.

I told myself many times before to not cry for you again,
but how am i going to end this? still wondering when.
The moon that reflects through my window seems like staring at me;
saying "everything will be fine, set your heart free".

Maybe i was just too dumb to not realize things,
all the pain, the tears, those sleepless nights and the heartache he brings.
Maybe i was just blinded by his captivating words.
I let him ruin my heart and everyday it hurts.

Tonight as i looked at the moonlit with tears on my cheeks,
i promise to forget him, but why does it makes me weak?
As the stars looked at me in return, the moon started to dim.
Woke up in the middle of the night,
now everything was just a dream.
hello?

— The End —