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Gwyn Biliran May 2017
Promise me that in our next lives, we would meet each other
Promise me that in our next lives, we’d end up together
Promise me I wouldn’t suffer
For our eyes would meet
Our hearts in sync as they beat
You’d know my name
And you’d feel the same
You’d look at me in the same way
And I could hold you as I may
Promise me that in our next lives
We wouldn’t be like this
Where you are my bliss
Yet you haven’t even seen a glimpse
I would wait
No matter how many tries it takes
For I know it’s impossible
With this lifetime, right here, right now
But I’ll endure it all someway, somehow
So I will wait for you
In the next lifetime, and the lifetime after that, and the lifetime after that
Until we reach the one
Where I get to hold your hand
Where I get the chance to feel your warmth
So promise me that in our next lives, we’ll meet each other
Promise me that we’d end up together
Promise me I’d never have to suffer
But for now let me do this
Let me love you amidst the noise, the chaos, the mess
Let me look at you and remind myself of what I miss
Let me admire your eyes, your hands, your cheeks, your lips I’ll never be able to kiss
Let me reach out my hand as if you’d see
Let me admire your beauty as if you’d ever know me
But I promise to find you in my next life
And I will love you the same
Love, let’s meet till then

(For KSJ, 100417)
— g.g.b.

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