It has been a week since you left me hanging. As I walked back home with a heavy heart, I looked out onto the EDSA skyline and wondered to myself, “How is this going to be any better?”.
I wasn’t sure how it would, but something in me tells me to never worry.
Monday came and it was never the same again. No more of your morning messages – teasing me every now and then, or reminding me to take my lunch when I intended to skip the meal to work in the lab. I was no longer looking forward to 9 o’clock, so I can hear you sweet voice and beg to hear you sing a song for me.
How I wished Sunday never came. But now, it’s a Sunday once more. A week has passed, and no word from you.
But I have decided to move on from this. And as I look out at the gloomy horizon outside the window,even if it takes me more than my remaining courage to come out into the rain, I’m pretty certain there are better days ahead of me. I shall no longer look back in pain, but hold on to a great promise of tomorrow.
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After seeing this long flat line on my Dashboard due to my inactivity for more than a month, I start to wonder what I should be sharing on my 150th post. I’ve been gone for 1 1/2 months- busy with all the new duties I had to undertake as a President of an Academic Organization, and struggling with yet another downcast moment when I once thought that my new found love, sought to last.
Though the fruits of my progress were sweet – the products our collective efforts, the stress has started to take its toll on my health. So in despite of my feverish state right now, I continue to post this, because I definitely miss my readers *smiles*. When I get back on my feet, I’m sure to post more of my new stuff. I hope to continue with my craft and share it again to the world once more.
Why do I love you?
When I’m here and you’re away?
For our love fears no boundaries
Every single day.
When you’re just some feet away?
For seeing you is magical
I lose my words to say.
Why this painful heartache
When petty quarrels rise?
For when you’re sad, you sweep away
The sparkling in my eyes.
But, why do I still love you?
Why, what’s the question for?!
For when you came into my life
It’s never much like before.
Its been three years since I wrote this poem. Actually, I decided to post it here in my WordPress site, because I started compiling my old poems from my Multiply Site, which I plan to deactivate next year.
I learned a lot, from the guy of sixteen
from the moment he entered my life’s silverscreen
His stories, nice, both from here and afar
While mine were daydreams and wishing upon a star
He taught me to calm, this playful heart of mine
With his corny jokes ev’rything turned out fine
Whenever I’m down, he would share his smile
And i find my afternoons seemingly worthwhile
But then there were times, I felt he was ‘cold’
Simply telling me– emotions must not hold
Because he’s not mine, yes, not mine alone
And I say this, my friends, in a contented tone.
Time would come, that he must too, go away
Like the summer sun, it must shine another day
I do not know when, I do not know how
But i am very sure to say
That this guy of sixteen became a close one to me.. today.