• Unrequited love

    E0B52123-E402-4993-889B-0E7DDBD02CAC.jpegYour rugged looks and rustic charms is what drew me to you. Like a moth to a flame, the taste of your lips is an addiction to me. Your stares would always give a fluttering in my stomach.  The simple touch of your hand sends a signal all over my spine. Your caring ways makes me feel special . I would like to have the courage to admit that I had love you since day one. I still remember how your embrace is  comforting like a safe shelter on a rainy day. When I’m with you, my whole world seems to be on a stand still. Your imperfections what made me fall in love with you even more and more.  I would have still be loving you silently from a far even if you were near. But I had stopped praying that there would be an us. To be in love with the person of your dreams is most beautiful and yet saddest thing when you know the relationship would never  be real.  I should’t be feeling the madness that I have for you. My heart still skips a beat when ever I stare at my phone . My heart secretly long that one day I will receive a text with your name on it. Your my escape, away from reality. A drug and an obsession. A secret fantasy that I wish I could runaway, just me and you.  My love for you will be a faded memory washed away from the distant shore in the passage of time.

  • Should’ve beens

    BF958BFB-3178-4B49-A4AE-8A899C990601.jpegWe all had our fair share of lost love and heart breaks. Do you still remember how it is to be young and in love? When nothing else can come between you and the person you love? First loves.

    There are times when I think about us. Where there times how you envision what a perfect date would’ve been.

    Rekindled romances…I don’t know if it will be meant to be. Would passion be the same as first? Would the spark of familiarity still ensue? . Will part of history still repeats itself?

    So you search his/her name on Facebook. As you browse his/her profile.

    What was left was an emptiness.

    There were reasons why I didn’t hear from you, of course  the timing wasn’t right, we had to pursue our dreams.  You have to own your responsibilities.

    If only we were meant to be.

    The recurring dream I have was that of you being on the end of the aisle waiting for your bride. Her face glowed as she looked at her dashing groom. When you kissed a part of me wish I was her.

    I remembered how you always love to have kids.

    You may have a kid or two by now. They will have the same bright eyes and your smile. I wish they were mines.

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