I promise...
I promise not to think about you again
I promise not to remember any good memories
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀we shared for a moment of time
I promise not to look at our pictures
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀that reminds me of those times
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀where we were genuinely laughing
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀at something so immature
I promise to look for someone
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀who is far from who you are
I promise
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to forget everything
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to forget the happiness I've felt
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to forget the pain you gave
but I also promise
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to not only forget you
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀but also to thank you
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀for being one of the promises, I came to love

when people are in love
they often say
they simply fell
tripped over their own two feet
face forward
and into the arms of their beloved

i did more than simply fall
onto the ground of your love

you, for me
were an ocean
and i dived
headfirst
roughly
harshly
almost painfully
into the waters of “you”

i knew i could not swim
but i did so anyway
i was drowning
entangled in you
surrounded by this being of “you”
engulfed in this feeling of “you”

and i did not know what came over me
but i let myself drown
i did not try to swim back up
because if i went back to land,
releasing myself from your grasp
that would mean losing the feeling of “you”

and after
submerging into the depth
the love
the passion
of “you”

how could i ever leave?

everything does come back to you
it's funny how i once laughed at love songs
how i said it was cheesy and immature
those young fellas who seem to enjoy each others' companion
oh how i despised them when i was young

a philosophy in my mind worked out
that whoever comes will soon go away
even though you think she's your forever friend
or the true love that you've been waiting
they might and would always leave you behind
that is why you gotta train yourself
to be alone
to be independent
to be strong

but, what is this feeling?
it's something that i should ignore
no, wait, now it hurts
this sensation of lonesome
gluttons my very soul

yes, please, i need a friend
someone whom i can love legitimately
and knows how to love me back wholesomely
save me from this unwanted gloom
that kept eating up my pride and my smile

my tears, like the last dewdrop in a drought
fell into my eyes as i write this poem
it is a call for help
a lonely blue whale's last song
do you think someone would hear me out?

Tears fall
Leaves fall
When will they stay
Weather changes
Clock ticks
Change is fast before we even knew
He is there
She is where, nowhere to be found
Their timing isn't great
But,
Can change set them together again?