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Plaridel Marquez May 2015
Maybe we were meant to drift apart,
Maybe you were meant to taste something sweeter.
And maybe I was meant to stay right here,
Maybe I was meant to be all bitter.

Maybe I was meant to watch people fall,
Maybe I was meant to write it down.
Maybe I was meant to stay right here,
Maybe I was meant to feel so down.

And maybe it wasn't meant for me to touch love,
Or touch hearts, or veins.
Maybe it was meant for them,
So I could observe it and tell the difference.

Now it's all ****** up,
I was meant to grief for all that I've wasted.
I was meant to notice that there's no chance for me to win it,
I was meant to **** the person in the past full of happiness.
I was meant to be lonely.
Alone, Dark, Blue.
Whatever it is, I'm just sad
Or something more.

But maybe that's not it,
Maybe you're not the last.
Maybe I could still have a chance,
Maybe cupid still got his plans.
Maybe it was still the right decision,
Maybe the decision was for you to taste more,
To taste something better.
Maybe it was for you to evolve from a mud into a gold.
And maybe it was also for me,
For me to end what I've been destroying.

No!
It is not you who I've been trying to euthanize.
It was me all along,
You've received your freedom.
You've told me that I am forgiven.

Maybe,
Just maybe..
It's time for me to forgive myself,
And share my deepest ******* affection again.
She was the best so far, yet we had to end it for the better.
Plaridel Marquez May 2015
I don't know what we're doing,
Feels like I'm ready to quit.
Maybe it's over for me now,
But here we go again.

Make up kisses,
Sleeping next to each other.
Wake up next to you,
How is this over?

Fighting over the small things,
Then we'd start to hurt each other.
We're just the same as them,
We fight then we start over.

But this time we're not,
This time I'm going to let it go.
This time it's goodbye.
I'm scared..
Scared to hurt you again
Plaridel Marquez Apr 2015
Dog
There you go, you're going to leave,
I don't know..
But I just feel bad even though you've done this before,
You'd come back and then,
It would look like it's going to be okay.
It won't be, you're going to leave again.
But.. I know you'll be back again.
I'm happy that at the end of day,
I'd see you again,
I'd see you again but you're different.
You're happier when you leave,
You don't seem cheerful every time you come back.
You look exhausted and all.
And for me, I'm happy when you're back,
But.. I'm also sad to see you like that.
And so I let you do whatever you wanted.
I just do whatever I did whenever you're here.

One day,
You told me you'd come back.
But you didn't,
I was alone.
You didn't come back home.

— The End —