My heart starts to believe again… To embrace this bliss Should I let go of my fears? The walls I built, the boundaries I set If I give you my heart Will you take good care of it? From morning hellos to sweetest good nights and every story you tell Gave me something to hope for That I may have found The clarity that would clear every doubt in my head Because right this very moment I feel so at peace Looking up the skies Knowing someone out there Cares enough to bring back the happy soul I once was
Here we are chasing hearts again Chasing love that can never be ours Hours, days, even years of running in circles No point of destination A blind hope per se Behind, I stand In front, she is And then there you are Not looking back Just facing her Here we are chasing hearts again Waiting for love that goes in vain
Tonight, there is something to reminisce…
Of a love, of a boy, of a heartache
Still a bit clueless but I know there is something to remember…
Mine heart not easy to forget
Mind cares of who had left
Every night I want nothing more
But to mend this regret
Leave traces of him behind
Tonight, let it be the night
To send off memories to the sky
Consume my thoughts with all the “what ifs and should haves”
Till I get tired…
Till I get lost…
Till I run out of reasons
Tonight, is the night
To put these feelings to sleep
And to wake up one day
With no flashing histories
Cause the only thing I know is just his name
Everytime I close my eyes
I see different scenarios
Of you, of us…
of breaking apart…
of you loving someone else…
of me struggling to breathe
Of you regretting…
of me moving on…
Yes, so many stories in mind…
so many thoughts run wild…
So this is how it feels to love you…
It’s madness, it’s insane, it’s quite uncanny,
Yes! I know we are absurd,
And my heart could no longer hold that eerie, spooky, terrifying thing when it misses you,
I hate it when you are around and yet I grieve to death when you are not,
I despise all your words, most when you sugarcoat,
But I’d trade my life for them just to hear your sweetest lies,
Because that is what my heart believes in…
It believes in you…
That one day your heart will collide with mine
And that I don’t have to chase you for life
So this is how it feels…
On the count of three…
One… two… but
I can’t… I just can’t go on without leaving a short note…
A note with a gentle tone and simple strokes of humor
From this sturdy pen
For the sake of moving on
Proving that we can be wrong
We’re both pathetic
Caring for the careless
Clearing their confound mess
Surrendering to being reckless
We’re both horrendous fools
Believing lies after lies
Denying the truest truth…
A plain fact that we can’t have the ones we love
But we keep chasing them
Hastening the race
Ending up losing
Your battle with her
Mine with you
On the count of three…
Am more convinced to set you free
Whilst nurturing this fruitless tree
Hoping someday your mind will change
And feel your heart in closer range
But reality speaks volumes
Fair and convincing that…
I am the lover you took for granted
You are the pursuer she left for gold
We’re both crippled afraid to heal
Always taking a u-turn
Scared our paths will cross again
I may not be able to mend completely
Are you ready?
Am I ready?
On the count of three…
I must run…
Runaway from here
Runaway from you
Runaway from love
One… two… three… go!
Celebrating four years of blogging!! To my dearest friends out there I wanna say “THANK YOU VERY MUCH!” for the wonderful comments, for taking time to read my posts, for all the likes and follows. Sorry, I’ve been out of touch for months for several reasons and I promise to be back once I have my schedule (life as well) fixed. I miss everyone and I miss poetry a lot.
“In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.”
the same with…
In the end, it’s not the number of likes, follows, and comments we get on our blogs. It’s the friendships we built and the lives we touched through our posts.
In all honesty, yes and I will never ever settle for less now.
I am waiting for the one who will end this mediocrity. One who values quality time and spend his life in serving our Lord. Waiting for the one who gives up his pride and humbles himself before our God. One whose knees are anointed for a prayerful man is worth waiting for.
I am waiting… yes waiting for the one who dares to take the lead… whose decisions I have full respect. Who’s wise enough to make a reasonable choice and bold enough to face reality. I will love the one who’s proud of his talents and skills – blessed is he whose confidence is in our God.
I am waiting… yes waiting for a dedicated home builder – an extremely devoted life artist, who practically fulfills his calling as a man of faith. One whose pockets aren’t rotten. One whose happiness cannot be found in swindling and gambling. For God really loves a selfless and responsible man.
I shouldn’t be disheartened if I have to wait a lifetime… I must love someone… love a follower of Christ… someone who brings out the best in me… who plants kindness and gentleness in my heart… whose spirituality is impenetrable… whose teachings are far greater than the wise… someone who’s an antidote to my unsound mind. I must choose the one who commits his life to God’s missions…. whose life is in His words… who seeks His face to find grace… for God bless a Christ-like man.
And yes I am waiting for someone… someone with a pure heart and serene mind… a good soul… whose love I can completely enjoy. ❤
“We fall in love by chance… we stay in love by choice” … and moving on is also a choice. I knew it was time to change the course of my life. Terrifying as it seems to take small/baby steps but I hate standing on the same ground and I don’t want to commit the same mistakes. I understand there are no guarantees in life and sometimes fighting for that one thing that makes us happy makes no sense at all.
Looking at all the benefits of keeping my distance, I know it will save my heart from serious wreckage. All the signs pointed to one realization, I need to maintain a healthy boundary between us. People change, feelings as well. Should I listen to that little voice? Should I learn to trust my instincts? It may be hard to draw the line that would separate my wants from my needs but am done loving the wrong people.