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How I wish I can tell you,
What I really feel,

I miss you so bad,
But I know you didn't care,
And that's breaks my heart,

When will be the time,
That you would like me back?

Chasing on you, is just like chasing
The rainbow in the sky,

But as long as my heart only beats for you,
I will never get tired,
Of loving you from a far,
To someone whom I'd love for a very long time in silence.
Tata Paeng Jan 2018
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Release my hand and don't ever find me.
I want you to be happy and please always be.
I will always love unrequitedly.
unknown Oct 2017
mukha mo’y paulit-ulit na inaalala,
kasabay ng paulit-ulit kong pagluha,
mata ko’y pasulyap-sulyap,
ikaw ang palaging hinahanap-hanap.

tuluyan na akong nalunod,
at tuluyan na akong inanod,
sa aking bawat pagtingin,
bumubugso ang aking damdamin.

sa oras ng iyong paglingon,
tila naguluhan ako sa sitwasyon,
ang lahat ba ng akala ko ay umaayon?
mahal mo na ba ako ngayon?

sa iyong paglakad, ako’y napatagilid,
sa aking mata’y may luhang nangingilid,
sapagkat sa iba ka lumapit,
at heto ako, tiniis na lamang ang nadaramang sakit.
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lilly Aug 2017
VII
i used to think that there wasn't a sight more beautiful
than the sun embracing the sky
or the waves kissing the shore

until i saw him smile
and laugh
genuinely
the dimples in his cheeks
the crinkles by his eyes
his body moving along with his laughter

how lovely it would be
if he could laugh
and smile
like that every day

and i know this is selfish of me to ask
but if only she saw him like how he sees her
then perhaps i could see
that beautiful sight
one more time
VII: the seventh work in a series of short poems; series one
lilly Aug 2017
VI
he knows that i noticed
of his love
for her
i became a bridge of some sort
a connection
an outlet to vent to

i became all his unsent texts
all the unsaved draft emails
all the crumpled love letters buried at the bottom of his bin

and somewhere along the way
i became a friend
a source of comfort
warmth
and just as he opened his heart to mine

i did too

at least that's how it was for a little while
VI: the sixth work in a series of short poems; series one.
lilly Aug 2017
V
i get mad sometimes
though i have no right to be

she doesn't notice the way he feels
and i think
does she not see?
that she is the cause
of his pain?

but none of it is her fault
absolutely none

love is not a choice
it would be far easier
to live in a world where feelings were nonexistent
and love wasn't so significant in our lives

but then the question arises

is a world like that
worth living in?
V: the fifth work in a series of short poems; series one
lilly Aug 2017
IV
she gets a lover
proclaims her love
screams it at the top of her lungs
glee flooding her eyes
i'm happy for her

but why is it
that as she talks about her lover
i glance over at him
and watch as he smiles a
sad synthetic
smile

am i the only one
who can see his tears
threatening to spill
IV: the fourth work in a series of short poems; series one.
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