Tea Afternoons
Watching the afternoon breeze by
A tea for two as the sun prepares to set
I always enjoy these afternoons with you
We walk back in to our house
And sit in our comfortable couch
We share laughter and memories
I’d love to spend the twilight of my life with you
We walk up to our room and hop in to bed
Sharing a blanket with my best friend and greatest love
I hope until the end you will know
I enjoy every tea afternoons just growing old with you.
July 6, 2009
Kiss the Rain
And the wind obviously agrees with good old Nimbus
Slowly, the ground is sprinkled with tiny black dots
As the rain descends and kisses the earth
The leaves of the ancient Oak tree at the front porch
Basks in nature’s shower, as if faintly dancing
Like a terpsichorean performing on a stage
Curtsying with the weight of the rain
I walked down from the front porch’s steps
Twirling around with my eyes closed as I joined the rhythm
My feet surprisingly graceful on wet grass
My hands stretched out, palms facing the sky
Allowing the rain to hold hands with mine
Nothing beats the feeling of raindrops on my face
And I can’t help but feel sorry for those
Who haven’t taken the chance to dance and kiss the rain.
June 17, 2009
A Walk with my Father
On an unusually cold summer day
Both our feet bare
Protected by a carpet of emerald colored grass
They swayed in the light breeze
Like ripples across a lake
We can hear the soft bubbling of a stream nearby
Harmonizing with the sound of the wind
The sunlight bouncing off from the water
Creating a spectrum of colors
We sat by a fallen tree trunk
At the edge of the stream
You skipped stones
While I collected smooth, shiny pebbles
Of different shapes and colors
We walked back to the cabin
Our hands entwined, swinging, as we sing a silly song
I wish these were all true
A genuine memory of me and my father
Instead it’s but wishful thinking
Scribbled on a piece of paper.
June 4, 2009
LSS
You are like a song
I love to sing each and every time
I sing you while I day dream
And imagine wedding bells chime
You are the soothing music
With lyrics that I can’t forget
I hum the tune with a smile
Remembering the day we met
You are the melody so sweet and soft
That is stuck in my head all day
You’re my last song syndrome
And in my heart you will continue to play
May 1, 2009
Sun and Moon
The lovers besot each other from a distance
Exchanging smiles and sweet hellos as dusk settles
It is the only time within the day
When the two lovers could meet
For she lived in a world of darkness
A place where he could never subsist
The Sun would stare lovingly at his beloved Moon
And she smiled at her ever dearest
Touching each other with sunbeams and moon beams
It was a love that was forbidden, it could never be
But it did not stop them from loving
Resembling Romeo and Juliet in the sky
The sprinkled stars are the witnesses
Of the immense love they hold inside
The clouds their reliable messengers
Relaying notes and sweet nothings
As one leaves the sky and one arrives
Thunder, the sound of their hearts beating in unison
The rain is their tears of yearning
For a time that their lips would meet
And lightning their shrilling cry
As intense pain consume their souls
Until then that they can be together
The Moon and the Sun can only wish for an eclipse.
April 25, 2009
Last Nights' Dream
We were entwined in a tight embrace
Then I woke up with the sunlight in my eyes
My dream is fading steadily, fast
I try to remember his face
That man in my dream
I’m almost certain I have seen him before
Those eyes I have fell into
In my past life
Where could he be right now?
I wonder if he had the same dream
I get up from bed, sheets all crumpled
Brushing the sleep off my eyes
I look forward to this day
Wondering if today
Our paths would cross
I can only hope that it would
I hope he looks my way and into my eyes
And recognize his destiny
Will his heart skip a beat?
And recognize the girl from last night's dream
April 25, 2009
Dandelion
I saunter the meadow on a cool Sunday morning
Chasing butterflies as they fly from one blossom to another
The early sunbeams cast a faint golden glow on the flowers
As the birds of spring paint the air with a wonderful tune
I chanced upon a bed of dandelions as they sway with the breeze
The grass sprawled around them like an emerald carpet
I pluck one and held it before me, twirling it between my fingers
In my head I wondered if they ever made anyone’s wish come true
I took a deep breath…. blew…. and made a wish
I marvel as it danced and swirled like a ballerina
Riding on dandelion fluffs in the morning breeze
Flying away to where my heart wants to be.
March 27, 2009
Under a Tree
Walking with you by my side
We set off to see the sunset
We trot up the hill and sat on the grass
As I held your hand in mine
I can feel your warmth in my palm
As our fingers entwine and lock
I look at you beside me and smile
As the sun beckons the night
Many have tried to describe love
But no one will ever come close
Millions will continue to attempt
And it all will be to no avail
Love is not a man’s vocabulary
But I believe, that, of the heart’s
And if my heart could speak
I wonder how it would describe love
We walked down the hill
Both our hands still entwined
It started drizzling and so we ran
Taking shelter under a tree
You wiped the rain off my face
And kissed my cheeks so I’d smile
Right that instant I heard my heart speak
And knew love was also called… you.
March 15, 2009
By the Window
Everyday he would walk pass her house
And everyday she would wait for him
She would sit in her special spot
In her bedroom window
Waiting for the clock to read 4:00 PM
She never knew his name, but knew
How brown the color of his hair was
How he strides gracefully when he walks
That he loved whistling as he walks home
She admired him from a distance
And as he walks away to the horizon
She would feel her heart sink
Wondering if she will ever know his name.
March 6, 2009
Love Story of an Oak Tree II
The light slips through between the branches of the tree
My feet has gathered dew drops as I walk up the hill
My little girl is right beside me, tugging at my shirt
As she points at things takes her interest
On the way up to the oak tree.
Five years breezed by so quickly
And coming back to my home town
I knew it was only right to take Madison to this special place
Up this grassy hill which memories of the past
I still hold dearly to my heart
Joshua passed away a little over five years ago
A month later, I found out I was having Maddie
She looks just like her father
When ever she smiles it seems like he never left at all
As we approach the tree, a gust of wind brushed my cheeks
It felt like Joshua was welcoming me and his daughter to our place
Maddie pranced to-and-fro chasing a yellow butterfly
While my fingers traced her father’s name on this majestic oak
It’s amazing that it still stands here, unfazed
Our names were etched deeply,
A wooden tattoo that will remind Maddie
Of the love that I and her father had
A love that not even death could take away
I can hear Maddie giggling her angel giggle
As the butterfly perched on her tiny nose, giving up the chase
She looks at me and smiled her father’s smile
Then I started carving her name on the tree ,just right below Joshua’s.
Taste of Rain
The rain goes “pitter-patter”
It has just started forming little puddles
Ripples all inside them,
I began to count the waves
But decided to stop
I stand under the rain, drenched
But the cold doesn’t bother me
I love walking under the rain
It seems to cleanse my soul
The smell of soaked leaves lifts my spirit
The clouds look like grimy cottons, as I look up
I open my mouth and taste the rain
It has a hint of your kiss and strawberry
The heaven suddenly halted with its shower
The wet grass an inviting bed
With countless pillows of flowers
Doused in droplets of your tiny kisses
She Was Once an Angel
She was once an angel she tells everybody, no one believed her of course
But her sweet innocent face makes them want to
Her face is soft as silk, her skin like ivory
Her lips the color of strawberries, freshly plucked from the field
She just appeared one day, on this little town, after one stormy night
The people found her lying on the ground, they were in disbelief
No one has ever survived a tumultuous storm like such with no roof on their head
The tempest has already taken the life of a fisherman the night before
She did not have a name, but the elderly liked to call her “Sunshine”
For her smile seems to brighten any gloomy room
The town fell in love with her and so she was given shelter
By one of the old timers, giving her a chance to work as a storekeeper
The men loved her, especially the younger ones, but they never dared make any unruly advances
There was something about her that was so pure and chaste like
I had an opportunity to talk to her one day and asked where she really came from
Like the way she would usually answer, she would point up to the sky and say, “Heaven”.
In my heart I believed her; I asked how she became a mortal
And she said, she gave up her wings because she fell in love with one
That night she fell from the sky, she took the plunge for love
But a sad twist of fate aroused, just as she has became human and shed her wings
That night the man she loved died fishing in the sea, he was the casualty of the storm
I asked her, was it worth it? She said “Yes, I gave up my wings so he can have it”
“He will be my guardian angel; we may have not loved in this life.
But in the life after we have eternity, by then I can grow back my wings”, she said with a smile.
Graffiti
I wrote his name with a chalk
On a street wall, beside a lamp post
It sits nicely, right beside where I wrote mine.
I took two steps back and thought
These names look so good together
So, I drew a heart around them
And shot it with an arrow right in between
I whistled away, once looking back
To fix my eyes on my work of art
I smiled inside, in spite of the fact
That the names never go together in real life
I open my umbrella and walk towards home
And slowly the rain washes away our names.
To Dream In Dreams
Visions of you fill my thoughts at night
Seeping in like water, so fluid and smooth
It comes with no warning, no sound of footsteps
To give away its pending presence
It leaves me to waft away from truth
Into a destination created by my heart’s imagination
The only setting, where my wishes come true
A place where the sandman rules
After my eyes are shut from this world
Where most imaginings remain but a reverie
I wander off to the sandman’s castle
And here I find, that dreams only come true…. in dreams.
A Visit to the Attic
Specks of dust in flight
As I rummage through the attic
In search of a dilapidated wooden stool
That, now, would seem to be useful
To sit right beside the flower bed
Outside the garden, to complete
The rusty country-look, I try to accomplish
As a theme in and outside the house
Right in the corner, near the window
A box tied with a ribbon caught my eye
A torrent of memories came rushing back
Seeping through my head
Crawling back like tiny creatures
Penetrating my minds’ crevices
So much so that the past seemed like
Just a minute ago
I sit on the dilapidated wooden stool
Whose legs still seem to be sturdy
Careful not to put my full weight on it
I nestle the box on my lap
And untie the ribbon which holds
More than a decade of my life
I flip through the pages of my note pads
The pages of the paper, yellow
And almost brittle with age
I read my life as it was written before me
In these bittersweet pages of poetry
It did not come as a surprise
When one name in my head emerged
It was inevitable
It’s funny how I remember the boy so well
But don’t remember the feelings anymore
For another minute I sat there
On the old dilapidated stool
Still careful not to put my full weight on it
As a tiny male voice called for me
“Mommy, dad is asking if you found the stool.”
I yelled “Yes sweetie, I will be down in a minute.”
A tiny smile curved my lips
I carefully put the notepads back in
Tied the box with the ribbon and placed it
Where I found it, near the window
Its funny how one person could own your entire past
However, it is comforting to know
That you can have a lifetime before you
With someone who will always remind you
Why that boy in the pages of a hundred poetry
Is nothing but a part of your past, and a yellowish
Brittle page in your book of memories.
Orange
A burst of colors welcome me
As I step outside my door
The sky is no longer gray
Clouds have stopped blocking the sun
I walk briskly, my hands in my pockets
Wearing a new found smile
One that hasn’t graced my lips
In quite a long time
I look at the sun, squinting
I almost forgot how warm
It makes me feel inside
Complete opposite of how my insides felt
A couple of days back
A breezy summer day sure beats
A chilly winter night
I used to love blue
But I realized that
I look better in orange.
Haunted
Running as fast as I can
I can hear the drumbeat of my heart
Thudding so loud
It reverberates.
Scared senseless.
I scurry to a corner,
Holding my knees closer to my chin.
I close my eyes.
Blinking away the image;
Of a ghost, from a sad past
Expunging it from my mind.
Unexorcised from the demons
Of a love that still haunts me
To this day, since it’s death.
My heart is petrified.
The ghost of you,
Will never leave me be
I am perpetually haunted.
Last Days of Autumn
Rocking back and forth
Holding my knees
Close to my chest
I see the leaves falling
Just outside my window
Autumn at its peak
And my heart at it’s lowest
Going back and forth
In the chambers of my mind
Replaying scenes of you and I
I thought I heard you say
I love you, or was I
Reading between the lines
Feeling something
That was never there
You pull me back and forth
I cannot resist falling
Over and over
I am caught under autumn’s spell
The season of falling
In and out of love
Paving way to a cold winter
Just around the bend.
You Have My Eyes
I look at you and I can’t help but see myself
You have my eyes; they go so deep as our souls
You hair as dark and stubborn as mine
I can’t help but smile knowing how much we look alike.
Your laughter mimics the sound of angel’s mirth
Your smile, a rainbow that paints my sky
I hold your small hand in mine and secretly I wish
That time would pause so I can cherish moments like this
And yet a part of me is already proud
For the man I know you will become
For the many joys you will continue to give me
And yes, I fear the pains in life that will come your way
Which I will share with you, for as long as I can
If I could, I would give my heart to spare your heart
From being broken someday, when you get older
You are life’s fewest joys and my heaven here on earth
You are my angel without wings, my sunshine and my poetry.
Vowels and Consonants
Staring up the ceiling
She writes his name in the air
Intricately moving her fingers
Sculpting every letter
Like her own masterpiece
Her digit dipped
In an invisible ink
Meant to mark the wind
With his name
Big and bold
She did this over and over
For the past hour
Her room flooded
With floating letters
Of different sizes and shapes
Encapsulated by hearts
Forming together a name
So dear, it was meant to be engraved
Spelled unto the wind
Vowels and consonants
Locked inside her heart
I love you
I love you in silence
With a deafening roar
Of thunder in my chest
I love you in the dark
With a luminance set,
To light the deep abyss.
I love you with not words
But with the absence of it
My love is beyond vocabulary.
Internet Love Song Version 2
Feels like I’m floating
Whenever he’s around
He lifts me high up in the clouds
I’m barely touching ground
He sweeps me off my feet
With just a line or two
He has such power over me
Whenever he says I “wuv you”
I know this seems just like
A fantasy world where we both retreat
But it is something so dear to me
That, so deeply, in my heart I keep
There are true emotions hidden
Behind the words that I type
I’m just not a talking box or a smiley
Not just someone on yahoo or skype
It’s crazy because I know
I’m just looking at words on screen
I admit it makes me feel all giddy
But is it something you really mean?
Some people say it’s foolish
These “e-love affairs” on line
But I know when I’m with him
I can pretend I’m his and he is mine.
Bare
Your moist lips cover mine
For a few seconds,
they collide….
Your cold hands held mine
Stealing warmth from my palm.
I look at you, looking inside my eyes
Past the walls that I put up,
Afraid to let anyone see my soul.
Through my eyes, can you really see me?
I stand here before you,
Bare, with all my emotions.
Don’t judge me.
Love me and feel,
My heart touching yours.
Season of Fall
I once heard someone saying
Autumn feels like coming home.
That the most wonderful colors of the earth
would bloom as the leaves fall.
I heard the air would smell of rain mixed
with bonfires on a sandy beach, that it put off.
But I wonder how it would feel
coming home into your arms
Would the colors of orange, brown and red
Mixed with a little green compliment us?
My mind keeps wondering how it would feel like
being under the rain with you
As we watch, our bonfire fizzles out,
drenched under the season of fall.
I wonder if anyone would know
How would Autumn feel like with you?
The Love Story of an Oak tree
Dressed all in black, I walk barefoot up the hill.
I feel the grass tickle my feet.
I breathe in a lung full of flower-scent in the air as a bunny shaped cloud blocked the sun.
I look for the tree where we used to carve our names.
It’s been over a year since I have been here, too scared to come back
feeling that the past will haunt me again.
I see the sturdy oak tree with our swing and
I see our names inside a heart etched so deeply.
This was our tree.
I waited for him to come back and meet me here.
That was 15 months and 3 days ago, which really felt more like
15 lifetimes and 3 eternities.
I waited until the sun has long set, long after the sky has stopped raining.
But never did he come.
I thought his love was stronger than that, but he proved me wrong.
I step closer to our tree, my fingers tracing the lines of our names.
Tracing the words we have promised each other.
Then I came across something unfamiliar.
I read my name, and I read what it said next: “look for the message in a bottle”
Our tree’s trunk served as our treasure chest with love letters and souvenirs.
We used to love to leave each other messages in a bottle.
I reached in and felt a bottle, my hands were shaking.
Inside was a paper scrolled up. My heart was racing and I felt a lump on my throat.
I read what was written:
My Dear Angel,
I’m sorry if I was not able to come for you that day. I had my heart made up; all my bags were packed to run away and marry you. But on the way to our hill, our tree, something stopped me. I did not come because I loved you any less, but because I love you so much. I know it may not make sense but I don’t ant you to waste your life for the short of a life I have left. I know I cannot give you forever; I can only give you what God has intended for me to stay in this world. So as hard as it is I could not take your promise of forever knowing it will be spent mourning over me. As weak as my heart already is, it can’t take that. I hope someday you will forgive me. I had to break your heart; at least I know it can still be mended. But, if I leave you and this world and your heart dies with me then it would only prove that I am selfish. I returned to our tree wishing that someday your feet would lead you back to our place and read this, and as you do I want you to know that I will love you for what ever life I have left.
Yours Forever,
Joshua
I almost dropped to my knees. I am choking with tears, crying like a baby.
Here I am dressed all in black, coming from Joshua’s funeral,
with a red rose in my hand.
I place the rose on the foot of our tree.
I looked up and a raindrop fell on my cheek. Could that be his tear?
I whispered, hoping my voice would reach the heaven.
“Rest in peace my love, thank you for making me a part of your life.
I will love you for the rest of mine”.
To Fall in Autumn
A leaf falls to the ground.
Effortlessly it glides with such gracefulness.
The wind carries it to my feet, as I sit on this bench.
Daydreaming, the feeling of autumn embraces me.
I know that winter is just around the bend.
Another leaf falls to the ground, all dried up and dead.
It lies beside a twig, what a perfect couple they make.
A gust of wind brushes my face, now my hair is a mess.
I pull it up, all of its dark boring color on a bun, as I try to whistle a love song.
I think now I know the feeling of falling in love in autumn.
Same sky
I sit and stare up the never ending sky
Wondering if you too are looking at it
Do you see the same star I see?
Did you just see that cloud hover over the moon?
I lay sprawled on the grass as specks of star dust sprinkle the sky
I follow its trail with my gaze and wonder where it would fall
Also gets me to think why it never made those wishes come true at all
As it slowly vanishes from the sky, like it was never there
Lying still on the grass my mind wanders back to you
And I go back to thinking if we are looking at the same sky
Did we just both wish on the same falling star?
Or is it just me falling?
Withdrawal
I turn my head away not wanting to look at you
I should not let my heart lead me
It’s easily deceived, foolish little thing it is
I should just walk away and spare myself from being stung
As it is I already feel too much
I’m in too deep
I should just lock myself away and sleep
Dream away all the hurt gnawing inside me
You don’t know how capable you are of inflicting pain
Your absence alone is like a death sentence
Your coldness is like a guillotine ready to butcher
You stand oblivious of your power over me
Your words are like magic spells
Your gaze an intoxicating potion
I’m under the influence of you
I should stay sober and walk away
I should not drink anymore from your cup
I must quit you.
Gullible
Don't tell me that you miss me
Because I might believe you
Don't let me catch you smiling at me
My heart could not contain such joy
Say not sweet words that will sway me
I will not doubt any of your words
Don't take me in your arms and hold me
If you're just going to let go of me soon
Don't let me have a taste of your warmth
I will just crave for it more and more
Don't make me want to think of you
When I will be all alone in my thoughts
Don't let me get used to having you around
I will just miss every second you are not in sight
Don't let me fall for this feeling
If I’m going to be falling on my own
Don’t tell me that you miss me
Don't smile at me like that
I am much too gullible my love
I will believe you and so will my heart.
Battle
Slowly I tread forward
Marching with a slow cadence
My heart’s rhythmic pulse setting the pace
I am at war and I foresee defeat
But I will not throw down my arms
I won’t hold up a white flag, not yet
I would continue to stride with a feign disguise
A face of courage, unshaken
Panic will not grip my heart
I shall embrace my fate with arms wide open
I will not run cowardly dodging bullets
Love is a battle and I know I stand defeated
This war was never mine to win
But you will never see me retreat
Falling in Love with a Fantasy
You said you didn’t want to fall in love with a fantasy
But how can I not?
Each day that passes by pulls me in deeper, closer to you
Drawn by a magnet not wanting to repel
Intoxicated by thoughts of you
You said that you didn’t want to fall
But how can I not?
I feel myself holding on to a rope 20 feet above the ground
And with a smile in my face I let go and enjoy the descent
My feet would touch the earth a mixture of pain and joy
As I stumble up to my feet searching for balance
You said that this is just a retreat from reality
Yet I feel that you are so real
So real that I could almost feel your breath
I can almost feel your eyes on me
A feeling that takes the place of your absence
I know, I remember it all to well
You said we shouldn’t fall in love with a fantasy
But how can I not when you make it hard not to
And yes you touch me to the very core
And it pains to know you will never be my reality.
Secret
I once had a secret, kept inside of me
And sometimes this secret wants to be set free
I once had a secret, locked inside my heart
And keeping it from you is the hardest part
I once had a secret which I wanted you to know
But scared if you found out, away from me, you’ll go
I once had a secret but now it’s a secret no more
For you just found out what’s behind my heart’s door
I once had a secret but then you found out
Just what it is exactly and what’s it all about.
Until Then
Two people from very different worlds
Yet their hearts speak the same words
Sharing pains and dreams together
A closeness that hopefully would bond forever
Seven hours separating him and her
Yet they find that their friendship still prosper
Cradling each other’s broken hearts and pain
Finding sanity in each other in this world gone insane
She keeps her feelings out of sight hoping he would not see
How slowly he has crept inside her heart so slowly
And as they type goodbye she starts missing him again
So she just wishes him love and safety until then.
My Favorite Memory
There would always be a memory that would stand out
One that would paint a smile on your face, without a doubt
There will always be one which would trigger tears to flow
Perhaps a memory of goodbyes or one of letting go
Stacked and piled so high in the back of my head
Evoking apparition of moments that are already dead
Seeping and leaking through the crevices of my soul
Fragments and pieces of a past that once was whole
There would always be a memory I’d love to come back to
One of which would be when I was holding you
One that seemed like it only happened yesterday
A favorite memory I re-visit in my head come what may
I Should’ve Kissed You
I should’ve seized the moment when I had the chance that night
Kissed you on your lips just when the time was right
Exposed my feelings and let my heart go bare
Said the things, that normally, I would not even dare
I should’ve held your hand and let you feel
How fast my heart was beating for a love so real
I should’ve made you mine before I was out of time
Captured and locked your heart like it was a crime
I should’ve made you look inside these eyes
Made you understand, how with you, my spirit flies
Paint you my dreams with the colors of the rainbow
Show the love I have that you don’t even know
I should’ve kissed you and made you fall for me
Have you smitten by my charms so you’d never set me free.
Rest Assured
Cast away all your doubts and fears
As I hand you my heart let it all disappear
Know my love that I will never go
My heart beats only for you that I want you to know
Days will come and be the part of our past
But the love I have for you is sure to last
Let your heart be still and do not fret
For our love will never meet its death.
His Heart
I walked barefoot on a sandy seashore as a silvery moon hung across the sky with scattered, sparkling little stars. I stopped dead on my tracks for a moment with crossed fingers hoping that one of the stars would eventually fall. And if by chance one do I know just what I’d wish for. But none did. So I continued walking feeling the waves tickling my toes then I wrote his name big and bold there on the sand, inside a heart that isn’t broken….unlike mine. But soon enough the tides came and erased what I had just written. How I wish that I could erase his name from my heart just like that.
From a distance I hear a seagulls’ kneeling wail, as if crying my pain for me as I sat on a rock, the waves lapping at it. And as I looked up again at the sky, a star fell. I made a wish and instinctively I began to shed tears for I know my wish would never come true and yet u took the chance of wishing one last time. But I know he has given to someone else what I had wished for…. his heart.
Dance Under The Rain.
Would you hold me close when I’m feeling cold?
Walk with me under the sun’s ray of gold
as my hands tremble would you kiss my lips?
And feel the love flowing all the way down to my fingertips
when I shed a tear would you wipe it dry?
Can you promise to never, ever make me cry?
When the world is gone would you be here with me?
Rocking me back and forth oh so steadily
when you cup my face with your hand to see me eyes?
Will you run your fingers through my hair as it flies?
Through the cold wind that’s caressing both our cheeks
would you say you love me would you let your heart speak?
When the snow falls would you walk with me under it?
Make lots of snow angels after which we would tacitly sit
would you ever dance with me under the rain?
Take my heart away with you, kiss away all my pain?
Would you ever love me like this, I wonder when
And after you’ve read this poem… can you tell me then
When will you love me and kiss away my pain
When will I feel your lips, when will we dance under the rain?
Hey
The wind began to blow and the leaf fell to the ground
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I think I'll just cry without a sound
The sky suddenly turned grey, then it began to rain
I can feel it touching my cheeks
But I bet, it couldn't feel my pain
Hey, I think I'm in love with you
Sorry, I really didn't mean to
Hey, you're breaking my heart in two
Sorry, I didn't mean to love you
The sky has stopped form crying
But my heart still went on
I know not anyone can see
I never show it 'til they're gone
I know I shouldn't feel this way
'Cause you are just a friend
And now all I can do is pretend
But now what more can I do
Instead of crying and dying inside now tell me
I'm not blind to see, now I know
You can't give me your heart
But none the less I want you to know that...
Hey, I think I'm in love with you
Sorry I really didn't mean to
Hey, you're breaking my heart in two
Sorry, I didn't mean to love you.
Just Outside My Window
I can hear the rain pouring down just outside my window
As the lamps' light caste its faint glow
And here I sat in my bedroom holding a broken heart
Thinking of the boy I love who broke it apart
I felt a sudden chill inside me when the wind blew
As I tried to keep myself from hearing my heart breaking in two
The window pane is misty just like my eyes
As it shows me my own reflection as it cries
And so I turn my head away from the window pane
'Cause I can no longer bear to see myself in pain
I grabbed a pen and paper and I started to write
Crying my pain with a pen all through the night
I can still hear the rain falling outside my window
As the lamp beside my bed caste its faint glow
And I'm sitting in my bedroom holding a broken heart
Thinking still of the boy I love, who broke it apart.
Love's Not to Blame
Sometimes if not most of the time we tend to fall in love and give our all that nothing is left of us and when the love dies and the dreams we once wove are shattered that is all that is left for ourselves to keep and nothing more than memories. When we love, we choose not to see if one can reciprocate the love we feel so often times we feel empty when the object of our affection does not requite the love. We choose to dream, often not realizing the impossibility for it to come true and become reality, so we feel pain and then eventually we get our heart pulverized. When the pain throbs at our whole being and as we lay our hearts in its tiny coffin we blame love for it all. We overlook the fact that love does not move to its own accord without us controlling it. Love wasn’t the one who broke our hearts last night; love wasn’t all to blame for the tears that leaked our eyes. It wasn’t the one who shattered our dreams. It is never loves fault; it’s the one feeling it who is to be blamed for these crimes of the heart, which is “us”, and perhaps the one we loved, but not love.
Yet and still no one is to be blamed. It’s human nature to live, to get hurt and to love, even to love and get hurt at the same time. But be thankful for you loved and felt its glory and pain in spite of the fact that he never felt the same.
