Forget you

Suddenly my sense were on high

As you held my hand and pressed them unto yours

Never letting go even though you don’t need to

How my palms rested on your knees

And you cupped them carefully,

Tucking them with your gentle fingers

As you draw the symbol

“And”

When I got back

She was beside you and you were

Holding her hand

Almost leaning to your shoulders

And you never

Spoke, moved, looked up

Just that intimate proximity within you

And her

Unnerved me.

That same night

I drew the symbol

“End”

I know better

The songs are sweet
as his expert hands
find their way to pluck to the melody
and his soulful eyes and naivety
that got them girls falling

But I know better.

Intellect and wit
the leadership that he so enjoys.
A humorous gentleman
who masters all the lessons
got them girls hoping

But I know better.

The heart on the sleeve,
a sincere way of creeping into your heart
The honesty and handsomeness
How he finds his way to the core
that got them girls longing

But I know better.

My guards are not up
I'm not judging these eligible bachelors
But it is just that
it takes more than a serenade,
a thought-provoking argument
and a security of protection from a man
to get me falling in love.

Yes, I know better.

Better.

It fascinates me how I have forgotten you.

It has been two months since I have last seen you in person.

We study in the same school and yet,

I have never caught even a glimpse of your shadow

The tearful nights are gone,

and the obsession of wanting to be with your absence.

The pining, the sorrow, the regret

Disappeared when it all made sense.

I am happier now,

I can see that it is not the end

That you are not the best thing for me.

God has given me hope

And removed my pain

Changed it into silent acceptance

that things will get better.

Wounds heal

Scars vanish

Tears will be wiped

and smiles will be revived.

I am not with anyone else

Not even wanting to get revenge

Yet I know in my heart

I was promised to happiness

And betrothed to true love.

It is not you, oh my angel.

It is someone else

I am yet to meet

as our ways part

Forever.

I think I love you better now

I have judged you before out of your looks
You looked like a weird guy
Clenched jaw, wiry hair and a thin frame
A weird way of joking, an unusual sense of humor
The fact that you are close to girls are something I cannot understand

But now it seems that you are the person I am most comfortable with
I cannot say that what I feel is love
But I just really like having you around,
being beside you just talking.
The way you always taunted me
and I'd glare at you, smiling.
How I loved your cooking, without even trying to be polite!
The way you wanted to throw a bike
at the creepy old man smiling at me
Those guitar skills that nobody can match
The kindness, the poetry, the kookiness
the warmth, the beauty and the touch.

You always brought me home
At that cold path that I thought I will miss when you're gone.
I am overjoyed that you are not.


yet

Did I see you in my dreams?

Somehow being close to you is an exhilarating experience
I know a lot of girls agree.
I can't quite begin to describe you...

How you are quirky and normal,
Funny and serious
Shy and bold
Smart but easily laughs
Interested but aloof
Sincere yet distant

It's difficult to admit that I tend to imagine these things

But seeing you in my dreams that short night
made me wonder if it was serendipity

We were lying side by side each other in a bed
But it's not just the two of us
Then someone lay down beside you
and you had to move beside me.

I loved how you didn't hesitate to be closer
I love the feeling of you against my shoulder

And then next you were hanging for some reason
And you held my hand so softly
as if asking me to hold something

It was so simple, so sweet, lacking malice
But it was a platonic understanding.


Oh, why did you have to text me good morning?