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Megan Pantaleon Jan 2017
Today,
There were two peculiar things;
An innocent table,
And then there was you.

You and I have shared
A lot of things in history.
But today;
We only shared a table.

It was so keen;
That particular table.
It is keeping our distance short,
it huddles us together.

However,
It remains innocent.
That round white table
Isn't aware of yesterday.

With a meter away,
Your eyes;
Didn't even, for a second, met mine.
Were you terrified?

Tried hard,
But I still couldn't help it.
Trying hard not to,
No, don't do it.
No.
It's too late.
I looked at you.

Same old you,
Getting me weak on my knees.
Making my stomach;
Upside-down.

Nevertheless;
I was not to regret,
That I was on the table,
Where there was you.
you still make my heart thump
Megan Pantaleon Jan 2017
Farewell, I speak, my love
As I've accepted that we aren't good enough
Reasons to leave are what we saw
Even back then, I had a glimpse of our flaw
Wherever I am, my mind speaks of you
End sooner, I whispered, as the wind blew
Lies that have made still gives me ache
Let the tears dry, there's no more to make

May the memories we've shared stay
You and I would sooner be okay

Listen to my heartbeat for the last time
Only this can shout your name's rhyme
Void of, we should, we must
E**ven the times we only had lust
here's me saying goodbye
Megan Pantaleon Jan 2017
Before I walked away,
I drank a can of beer to bid farewell.
Having thought that could make way,
To lessen the agony of a hell.

Never realizing I was wrong,
I stepped up in front of you with a pride.
And as said from each written love song,
To love is not a pain that can hide.

Oh dear, whisper this is a mistake.
Please hinder me to walk away.
Save this night for our love's sake.
Afraid i am, your word did not say.

Genuinely, the moon stared at us.
As my eyes began to mourn and tear.
You stared at me, not bothering to fuss.
Then it hits me, the reason why I'm here.

The love we created turned out as a mess so;
"Fine, let's stop this." I say
Stepped out and didn't looked back, I go
And so, that was the night when you let me walk away.
  Apr 2016 Megan Pantaleon
Gidgette
He isn't the moon,
But its sultry glow

He isn't the sun,
But its shine

He isn't the clock,
But its time

He isn't the hands,
But the holding

He isn't the poem,
But its rhyme

He isn't love,
But my heart

— The End —