I thought about you again,
just like any other day
and it's enormous, this musing about you
or is it because the day we were born is just a month away?
same star, only twenty days apart
They said we were soulmates, but now I'm starting to feel like it's the other way around
I wrote this on a rainy August
losing track on how long it was since the last time we asked how each of us are doing,
not even a phone call.
I could begin to tell you about how awful my day had been at work, but I never did
and that I finally have plans on leaving or what I'm up to during the weekends, but,
I never did
We could have spent an hour or more exchanging messages, but we never did
and we never asked if we are doing alright or if we are happy the way we are now, distant from one another
If I knew then that nothing lasts forever could ache like this as much,
I would not let this small world of mine revolve around you.
My heroine, my muse,
Spica, the brightest star.
But if we had not met, would my rose garden never fully bloom?
Was being with you made me strong?
You said you love me but it felt like you did not understand me
but I know,
I may have chosen things that I'm not proud of,
Words I wished never slipped from my lips for you to hear
Is it too late now to go back from the way we were?
because we are running out of time and we are not getting any younger either
Who would have thought how petrifying it is growing old in this kind of generation?
Today, I listened to a song which reminds me of you,
I pondered at the thought of missing you,
but no, I don't miss you
I miss the memories of us sitting at the beach while adoring the ocean under the trees,
those days we used to hang out on our favorite spot,
so many sleepovers and endless conversations about almost everything
Every show, every movie we had seen
every occassion and places we had been,
every song you used to sing,
every passion and laughter and tears we had shared,
I miss them all
I think about the last time we spoke and how I should have said,
that it still hurts sometimes how we are no longer the same anymore
I wonder if time really could heal every heartbreak? especially from the person you loved and the countless times you called as a friend.
But one thing's for sure,
Next month will be even bluer without you
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 3:03 PM UTC
I thought about you again,
just like any other day
and it's enormous, this musing about you
or is it because the day we were born is just a month away?
same star, only twenty days apart
They said we were soulmates, but now I'm starting to feel like it's the other way around
I wrote this on a rainy August
losing track on how long it was since the last time we asked how each of us are doing,
not even a phone call.
I could begin to tell you about how awful my day had been at work, but I never did
and that I finally have plans on leaving or what I'm up to during the weekends, but,
I never did
We could have spent an hour or more exchanging messages, but we never did
and we never asked if we are doing alright or if we are happy the way we are now, distant from one another
If I knew then that nothing lasts forever could ache like this as much,
I would not let this small world of mine revolve around you.
My heroine, my muse,
Spica, the brightest star.
But if we had not met, would my rose garden never fully bloom?
Was being with you made me strong?
You said you love me but it felt like you did not understand me
but I know,
I may have chosen things that I'm not proud of,
Words I wished never slipped from my lips for you to hear
Is it too late now to go back from the way we were?
because we are running out of time and we are not getting any younger either
Who would have thought how petrifying it is growing old in this kind of generation?
Today, I listened to a song which reminds me of you,
I pondered at the thought of missing you,
but no, I don't miss you
I miss the memories of us sitting at the beach while adoring the ocean under the trees,
those days we used to hang out on our favorite spot,
so many sleepovers and endless conversations about almost everything
Every show, every movie we had seen
every occassion and places we had been,
every song you used to sing,
every passion and laughter and tears we had shared,
I miss them all
I think about the last time we spoke and how I should have said,
that it still hurts sometimes how we are no longer the same anymore
I wonder if time really could heal every heartbreak? especially from the person you loved and the countless times you called as a friend.
But one thing's for sure,
Next month will be even bluer without you
#oldpoem
