Here is what I have been thinking this afternoon,
strange how the rainy weather does not give me the blues
Maybe,
just maybe for the meantime
I could not even remember the last time I was lonely,
it was about something I could never explain nor understand.
You don't have an answer to it either but,
you were trying to make me feel better
and though I may not be at my best at present, I could say I am doing better
Better than the old scars I could no longer trace on my wrist
There is a list,
of things I want to do with you,
but nothing compares to the fresh sheets where we lay,
and you smelling like oranges, as I wrap my arms around you for a warm embrace
Here is what I have been thinking,
If only I could promise you that nothing in this world could hurt you
we were trying to heal for so long
because nothing could have prepared us on how life would treat us,
it made us feel alone,
despite of all people and places we called home
We wander in circles, looking for meaning of all this
chasing dreams like stars perished
And though I could not promise you happiness for it is finite
at least we could still smile after the tears
And no matter how great or small I could promise
there is someone who would always cheer with the things
you do
You,
who sparkle the fire with rose water so I would not burn
You,
who lighten up the the night when it is jet black,
so I could see how you turn everything alive and moving
and breathing
I am yearning, when it is safe and I am free
we could finally have the proximity
and then we would not worry about a thing
and I would not be afraid,
because I am with you
and I could not wait for summer to come
and spend it drowsily and tenderly in your arms
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 2:45 PM UTC
Here is what I have been thinking this afternoon,
strange how the rainy weather does not give me the blues
Maybe,
just maybe for the meantime
I could not even remember the last time I was lonely,
it was about something I could never explain nor understand.
You don't have an answer to it either but,
you were trying to make me feel better
and though I may not be at my best at present, I could say I am doing better
Better than the old scars I could no longer trace on my wrist
There is a list,
of things I want to do with you,
but nothing compares to the fresh sheets where we lay,
and you smelling like oranges, as I wrap my arms around you for a warm embrace
Here is what I have been thinking,
If only I could promise you that nothing in this world could hurt you
we were trying to heal for so long
because nothing could have prepared us on how life would treat us,
it made us feel alone,
despite of all people and places we called home
We wander in circles, looking for meaning of all this
chasing dreams like stars perished
And though I could not promise you happiness for it is finite
at least we could still smile after the tears
And no matter how great or small I could promise
there is someone who would always cheer with the things
you do
You,
who sparkle the fire with rose water so I would not burn
You,
who lighten up the the night when it is jet black,
so I could see how you turn everything alive and moving
and breathing
I am yearning, when it is safe and I am free
we could finally have the proximity
and then we would not worry about a thing
and I would not be afraid,
because I am with you
and I could not wait for summer to come
and spend it drowsily and tenderly in your arms
