Monday, April 19, 2010


I think the person I need to talk to the most is myself.

I repeat the same story to those who are close to me and get the same responses. But if I keep asking around, that must mean it's not what I'm looking for. So what am I looking for? What's the answer I seek out so badly?

How do you know when you love a person? Do you devote all your time to them, do you dote on them? If you don't, how else do you show it? Or does it only surface when that person threatens to leave your life? What if you made them leave?

the good times we shared, even just five days ago
the way we met, my favorite love story
my love letter from you, it smells like coffee and looks aged
a couple of hoodies and your blue pollo
you cooked for me and even wanted to clean up after.
i wanted my fair share of dishes, you know
lounging in your bed, watching whatever's on TV.
playing along to the game shows, laughing out loud
whispering tiny little things we have to repeat to make heard
you found my body mods sexy, i found yours as well
you always smelled so nice, even after a long day at work
it's funny when you tip-toed to double check if you were taller than me
i love your hair, i love your face. your hidden dimple, your smiling eyes
i loved you then, i love you now
our love story is like none i've ever had or ever will have
i'll remember it always
the only thing that makes me feel better right now is telling myself,
if it was meant to be, then it will be.

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