I told myself,
tomorrow I won't feel this way.
Tomorrow came
I felt the same.
Floundered with thoughts
excitement
longing
fear
love
which brought me pain.
My heart ached,
but I insisted it to stop.
It wouldn't listen.
Until it got shot.
But still after the injury
it has a relapse.
But why?
My mind asked.

When I think of you
I just hope my thoughts send out waves
or a familiar smell.
If only I could tell
that you're thinking of me too.

They have made me feel special
And this matters so much.
Yourself is not enough.
With the love from them
it makes me dependent.
For I am not me
without them in it.
I am independent and unique
Because of the dependence I did not seek.
A bit confusing.
Well they simply constructed the pieces of myself.
I didn't know I needed help.
They did this,
Through, uncontrollable laughter
echoing in my heart days after.
To deep talks that walk into my soul
widening the mystery or understanding
of myself as a whole.
From challenging moments of being opposed
but making me more open minded, and less closed.
Also, the simple gratitude they would say
which reminded me that I'm okay.
I think about them, many times.
I fear that I'll lose some of you,
and people like them, I will not find.
I only wish the best for my friends,
my angels I thank God he has sent.