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“I want to live for myself.” And you guessed it right. This was me, before I met you. Always wanting to be busy To avoid all kinds of thoughts That could devour me at night Swallowing every bit of what I deemed right And not knowing how to keep everything in sight. I start my day with the usual waking up routine Eyes opened at 5:15 to take a cold bath Wanting to wake myself up. Or was I really awake? For goodness’ sake, I had no idea What was going on in my head Keeping myself always on the edge This was me, before I met you. “Never will I meet someone Who won’t get me hurt.” And on and on and on it goes With my mind, slowly killing My deepest sense of who I really am. What am I to myself When all I could see Is not being the person In the mirror of my soul? But, on that day, It was different for me. You were with an old friend Reality was bent, for I had the chance The opportunity of a lifetime To meet that girl Who only gave me one word answers An awkward and shy person Who happened to be a dancer. This is the start of a new friendship. Fast forward to next week The month of November So full of surprises My friend gave me a pass To a debut and alas, you were there too. Didn’t have any intentions to pursue But why was my attention always directed to you? I attempted to relay my emotion through the phone call of the Devotion that my old friend had for you, but Looks like my world developed a deeper sense of purpose. This was me after meeting you. Another week has passed and a blockmate wrote me on the guest list. The night was going well When suddenly A person enters the room The room remained dark, but my world was shone a show of light. Two stars aligned and in between, was your nose. I couldn’t believe it. Why was I feeling this way? At the end of the day, I couldn’t listen to the ways of my Heart. It’s because you had a heart For someone else. But, “the heart has its own reasons that reason cannot understand.” Why did Blaise Pascal have to word it so beautifully? And to top it all off, why’d you have to be so beautiful? I was about to go home alone, when you offered me a ride. Initially, I waved a goodbye, but you wouldn’t let me slide This opportunity to get to know you more. So, you brought me home and before you dropped me off, With those sleepy eyes accompanied by the soft soothing sound of your voice, you said, “Good night.” And in that moment, I knew I was in love with you. This is now me and will always be me Because there is no day in my life now That I am not changed And it is only everyday in my world that My love grows for you.
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 10:47 AM UTC
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This Was and This Is
“I want to live for myself.” And you guessed it right. This was me, before I met you. Always wanting to be busy To avoid all kinds of thoughts That could devour me at night Swallowing every bit of what I deemed right And not knowing how to keep everything in sight. I start my day with the usual waking up routine Eyes opened at 5:15 to take a cold bath Wanting to wake myself up. Or was I really awake? For goodness’ sake, I had no idea What was going on in my head Keeping myself always on the edge This was me, before I met you. “Never will I meet someone Who won’t get me hurt.” And on and on and on it goes With my mind, slowly killing My deepest sense of who I really am. What am I to myself When all I could see Is not being the person In the mirror of my soul? But, on that day, It was different for me. You were with an old friend Reality was bent, for I had the chance The opportunity of a lifetime To meet that girl Who only gave me one word answers An awkward and shy person Who happened to be a dancer. This is the start of a new friendship. Fast forward to next week The month of November So full of surprises My friend gave me a pass To a debut and alas, you were there too. Didn’t have any intentions to pursue But why was my attention always directed to you? I attempted to relay my emotion through the phone call of the Devotion that my old friend had for you, but Looks like my world developed a deeper sense of purpose. This was me after meeting you. Another week has passed and a blockmate wrote me on the guest list. The night was going well When suddenly A person enters the room The room remained dark, but my world was shone a show of light. Two stars aligned and in between, was your nose. I couldn’t believe it. Why was I feeling this way? At the end of the day, I couldn’t listen to the ways of my Heart. It’s because you had a heart For someone else. But, “the heart has its own reasons that reason cannot understand.” Why did Blaise Pascal have to word it so beautifully? And to top it all off, why’d you have to be so beautiful? I was about to go home alone, when you offered me a ride. Initially, I waved a goodbye, but you wouldn’t let me slide This opportunity to get to know you more. So, you brought me home and before you dropped me off, With those sleepy eyes accompanied by the soft soothing sound of your voice, you said, “Good night.” And in that moment, I knew I was in love with you. This is now me and will always be me Because there is no day in my life now That I am not changed And it is only everyday in my world that My love grows for you.
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