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Dec 2016
There are several things that I want you to know,
Just to boost up your self-esteem and just so you know,
You were never alone:
I want to let you know that you pulled me out from my deepest desperation,
Where there is a never-ending storm raging inside my limited ambition.
You pulled me out off the box where it was filled with saddest emotions,
You gave me serenity as dazzling as your eyes; purest perfection.
You pulled me out from the grave where I feel so dead inside,
Darling, I found rebirth beneath from your smile,
Because every time you pull your cheeks up,
You've given me a will to survive.

And I found hopes within this desperation,
A solitary battle I think I'll win,
First I had this blurry visions
Until such time,
I found your keen and it's the most purest perfect imperfection.
I'll admire you just like how you admire 11:11 in the evening,
The way you close your eyes and recite your wishes without pretending,
Pains are no longer existing because your smiles are no longer hidden.
I want to let you know you're much beautiful than your wishes,
Since you came in to my life,
You were my dreams that I am living.
You brought me these small series of serendipity
Where your presence was an amid serenity.
I want to freaking kiss you,
Not on your lips but on your forehead.
Because I want to feel your broken thoughts by the friction I wanted to mend
I want to freaking grip you tight and motivate you because you're too aesthetic to live this life.
You're not a lapdog to be treated by your unfaithful master,
You're the lion that rules the entire wildlife with that incredible posture.
You're limbs aren't supposed to shake,
I know your knees are falling but I want to help you stand up straight.
I want to freaking tell you that you're making me comfortable,
I don't need to shout nor repeat what I said because that was pretty audible.
I want to pull your cheeks up and see you smile,
I don't want to see you sad because you're cheeks aren't suppose to bring your problems in life.
Let me help you carry out these bags you're carrying,
I know that sadness are placed inside it that pulls all your hopes down
And I wanted to let you know that I'll be by your side helping you all throughout.
I want to support you with your recovery
So let me put you a beautiful therapy
That fits every angle; purity.
Darling, I promise you this won't be a wrecked odyssey
Because before we set ourselves to sail,
I'll gouge our feelings until we feel more alive.
And I know you don't know what being alive means because every second you die.
I know you're tired with your life,
So darling my shoulders are free for you to rest at night,
So I can feel your hidden 3am thoughts and your sweetest dreams
When the night sinks you too deep.
And when life's being thrown at you,
I'll support you throughout the journey you called your "life".
We'll continue to gaze these vast skies,
And pretend that I've written you a poem under the starry night.
Believe me darling,
I've seen the galaxy beyond those serene eyes,
And hoping I could glance it one more time.
This is my spoken word piece.
Riel Adriane
Written by
Riel Adriane  Cebu City, Philippines.
(Cebu City, Philippines.)   
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