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Pauline Celerio Jun 2016
This should not happen.
I shouldn't be thinking of you.
I shouldn't be looking forward to that day
I will meet you once again.
This should not happen
I shouldn't be here lying awake
At 1:48
Rereading all your messages.
This should not happen.
I should be able to leash upon these emotions.
But they are starting to break free
Against my wishes.
This should not happen.
Haven't I learned my lesson?
Haven't I felt the repercussions
That I brought upon myself before?
This should not happen.
I shouldn't be feeling this way.
I shouldn't be building castles
That one day are going to break.
This should not happen.
But I also tire of holding
Everything inside me
So should I just let things be?
This should not happen.
Not when I will be vulnerable again.
Not when I will be miserable again
Once things don't work out.

I shouldn't let this happen.
I really shouldn't.
But I can't help it.
Oh God I can't help it.

I can't help it anymore.
Should I open my heart again?
Pauline Celerio Jun 2016
In the riddles of my rhymes
Are hidden storylines
Of love and goodbyes.

In the inkless writing pieces
Are my heart's deepest secrets
Unearthed.
Pauline Celerio Jun 2016
2:51 a.m.

In the dead of the night,
Is when you truly come alive.
You are a chance I'm willing to take
And it has been so long since I did.
May this split-second decision
Turn into wonderful memories.
So when we part again, maybe for life,
You'll be a happy memory in the dead of my night.

2:57 a.m.
Just can't help but feel the burning anticipation in my chest. And I can't sleep.
Pauline Celerio May 2016
In the quietude of my being
lies a raging storm.
In the silence of my lips
are thoughts forlorn;
In my luminescent smile
are rivers of my tears,
And my indifference,
is the sum of all my fears.

How great are the little things
done at the right time;
How little words mean
when it is too late.
Life is a wonder,
a journey to wander.
Life has taught me
the greatest lesson learned:

It is when I am lost, when I can be found;
It is when I walk, when I crawl on the ground;
It is when I slip, when I learn how to climb;
It is when I fall, when I learn how to fly.
Life is a contradiction. But it is when we learn.
Pauline Celerio Mar 2016
When you are already tired of feeling
I guess it is a time for healing
For when you seek something you cannot find
Maybe it is the journey that is not right.
And when you feel the burning bridges little by little
You look forward to a time you cannot cross it
So you do not feel the pain all at once
So you are ready to let it go.
When you are already tired of smiling
I guess this is where you stop
Where you can be yourself once more
Away from prying eyes, you cry your burning tears.
When you are tired of all the sorrow
In finding good where there is none
Looking forward for tomorrow
of getting up and getting gone.
And when you are tired of expecting
You simply do not at all;
You learn to accept, and you learn to let go
So you won't crash in your downfall.
That is when your heart freezes.
No traces.
Emotions cease.
And finally,

Peace.
This is the kind of 'indifference' that I feel right now. No expectations, no pain. Learn, let go, and live on.
Pauline Celerio Jan 2016
Our moment is lost in time.
A single moment of something right.
A moment that I owe to fate
Until it ended and it's too late.
And if we are to meet again
I don't know how, I don't know when.
Amidst the lanterns in the rain
Frontrunner of the parade.
And since that day you stole the night
I'm left with stars to wish upon;
One by one, disappears the light
And my burning heart is left undone.
I dared to seek even I am blind
I dared to find, I dared to fight.
But fate is a fiddler, forever a riddler
And truth in the eyes of a weary soldier.
And if success is hidden from my palm
I guess the storm is in the calm.
So come find me and seize the day,
Surround in heat and start the flame.
Defy the odds and sweep me off my feet
And in the sour, you'll be the sweet.
Come find me now, I'm done finding you,
I dare you to come find me too.
For Don. Come find me.
Pauline Celerio Jan 2016
Like the sunset dancing out the horizon
Beautiful like the colors, the radiance of the night
Heart beats faster than bullet trains
Pounding harder than pouring rain
While you cradle my soul with you tonight
Let the music carry you to me
And let my voice be heard in your fantasy
Maybe, then you’ll know
But baby you’re a long way home
Time is running, there’s no escape
Running faster till it’s too late
And things will never be the same
And the silence will have its price
But the words will still survive
While my heart joins you to where you are
Let the music carry you to me
And let my voice be heard in your fantasy
Maybe, then you’ll know
But baby you’re a long way home
Distance is only just a number
Cause you’re still burning brighter
in anywhere I go
I hope raindrops will carry on the sadness
the tears that I won’t shed
when I let you go
Maybe, then you’ll know
But baby you’re a long way home
So maybe it’s time to go
Cause baby we’re both a long way home
We’re a long way home
The five days I have known you will be forever burned in my memory. Distance is just a number but time is the enemy. Thank you for being a part of my life.
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