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Aug 2013 · 649
Time..
Willson Aug 2013
Still thinking of those memories.

The very first day of spring,
The trees looked colorful and festive.
The day when I held your hand,
Sitting on the bench at the park.
Flowers blossoming, birds tweeting,
Children playing gleefully.
A little boy playing his violin joyfully,
Chanting for a handout.
No doubt, no worry,
Beautiful was the day we spent.


Time flew away,
Only memories were made.
Time is not ours to own.
It cannot be spent,
It just can be squandered and reminisced.
Aug 2013 · 310
Don't Love Too Much
Willson Aug 2013
Don't love too much,
'Cause you'll get hurt.

And somehow..
*The pain that will hurt you the most,
Are those you get from
the ones you love the most.
Aug 2013 · 532
I Do Love You
Willson Aug 2013
Let the world tempt me
With its most beautiful kingdoms.
Let everyone mumble
About how stupid I was for choosing you.
But there's something the world
And its contents will never comprehend.
That you have always been my sun,
When the dark clouds started approaching.
That you have always been my way,
When there seemed to be no way.

And I realize..
Whenever I slow down a little,
And just look into your eyes,
I still feel that spark of fire
that first brought us close.
I still hear the whisper in my heart
that first told me
that we were made for each other.

I do love you,
And will always do..
Aug 2013 · 847
When I Leave
Willson Aug 2013
Summer breeze, autumn wind.
Beautiful are the memories we had.
Boring Mondays, romantic Saturdays.
Meaningful are the days we had been through.

Never have I passed my day,
Without thinking of our glorious days.
How you held my hands so tenderly.
How your smiles made me smile.
How pure and sincere our love is.

But there will come a day.
A day when we will be apart,
And not be able to see one another anymore.
The day I don't want to dream or even think of.
The day when I have to leave you.

When you happen to read this later on,
I'll still be here, right beside you.
Holding your right hand,
Wrapping my arm on your shoulder,
Carrying you home in the cold winter night.

Whenever you close your eyes,
You will see me right in front of you,
Listening to you recount your adventures.
Letting you rest your head on my chest.

On the day when I leave.
I want you to keep this in your heart.
That seeing you cry
Was always the most heartrending scene ever,
And it will always be.

Whenever you think of me, I wish to see a smile instead of tears on your beautiful face.
Simply because I have made you happy.

I loved you,
I love you,
and will always love you...
Aug 2013 · 392
I Can't Stand
Willson Aug 2013
You're the place I've always been to,
I'm going to, and I will always go to.
You're my destiny, but.. I'm not yours.
I can't stand watching you go to another heart.

You love the ones who hurt you.
The ones who leave you heartlessly,
And abandon you ruthlessly.
I can't stand watching you get hurt.

I don't pass a day not thinking of you.
Not even an hour
not remembering your face.
The others change my life,
but you change my world.
I can't stand not loving you.

I might mean nothing to you,
But you mean the world to me.
Just like a fish that needs water to live on,
I can't stand living even a second without you.
Aug 2013 · 501
As Long as You're with Me
Willson Aug 2013
When troubles are overwhelming,
A word "why" is neither helping nor comforting.

But somehow..
Just like letting the sun shine
By casting the dark gloomy clouds away,
Your calming hand and loving heart
Cast away all the fear from the very first touch.

Just like the sky is unreachable
And the ocean is not measurable,
The future is not foreseeable.

But one thing I always hold on to;
As long as you're with me,
I will soar through the storm and raging seas,
Just like an eagle that fears no beasts.

As long as you're with me,
I will stand still and be a shade for the weak,
Just like a tree that fears no winds.
Aug 2013 · 628
I Love You
Willson Aug 2013
If a love poem is only written by a poet,
then I'd be the best poet because of my love for you.
If a love song is only written by a songwriter,
then I'd be the best songwriter because of my love for you.

I may not be the perfect person for you,
but I promise I'll try my best to make you happy.

I love you.

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