If I ever get where I want to be,
I'd like to be forgotten,
To never be recognized;
To just exist without an existence...
So that I can feel alive where I stand
With every breath, sound, touch;
So that I can witness the world
In all it's entirety
Without standing behind a screen of an identity...
To taste the colors with my eyes
And appreciate the eternity of the world
Without a barrier of an illusioned existence--
*For I won't exist any more,
And all barriers would, therefore, have been forfeit..

Why are you sad?* I asked, giving him a kiss.
It’s because every time we part,
I always have this longing of
Wanting more time with you, he said.

I always want more of you.
It’s always never enough —
A day will never be enough,
He told me with solemness.

He looked up at me and made a promise:
I promise you I’ll be the man,
The man that will spend all eternities with you
And I won’t ever be tired of it.

I love you, that’s why.
I love you in all the curves and edges —
All the patches and etches
In my temporary body

For now, I’m becoming that man;
Slowly, but I will be.
I’m not saying that I will grab all the stars in the sky
Because then, all the glimmer in you will disappear.

All I promise is,
I will be the man that is right for you.
But for now, I’m only becoming
More than the man of your dreams.

I gave him a shy smile and thought,
You will be the man, I know,
You’ll be the man I’ll spend my entire life with.
*But for now, you’re still my rose bud boy.

There was a girl I know
Who loves the shades of purple
From her shirt to her shoes
She matched them and played them

People say it's awful
To see her all dressed in purple
But I think it's beautiful
For she looked like a sweet candy balloon

Everyday I followed the purple petals
She used as her purple tracks
Until one day I saw her standing
Under the big purple tree

I ran towards the purple girl
And asked her a question,
"Why do you keep on wearing purple?
Little miss purple?"

She looked at the purple sky
And gave her warmest smile
"Because I adore the color
Of your little purple sweater."

Her little red days
Remind me of her little pale face
That turns from pink to red
When she gets a little angry and a little mad

Her little red days
Remind me of her cravings
That time she ate our groceries like a monster
Right before we reach the counter

Her little red days
Remind me of her mood swings
When she'll yell at me at noontime
But cuddles me at bedtime

These things and more
Remind me of her little bad ways
Ways that teach me how to love her
Even on her little red days

The right question should be, "Who's on your mind?"
And the right answer would be you...