Colors and Promises

You were my first friend,

Don't you know? Once upon a time, your eyes were my favorite though they never looked my way. And my foolish heart fluttered at a glimpse of their sparkle. But, do you know? Your eyes sparkle a thousand times brighter when you told me about her. You broke my heart in summer, while your words were all about her, I listened, I smiled, but my world was shaking. I held back my tears that night. I was defeated before the flame burned. But I was a fool because I still admired those sparkling brown eyes longer.

I guess you would never remember since it might be just an ordinary walk for you. Among the busy street, the noisy crowd, under an ordinary night sky, we walked together for the first time. I told you the story of my day, and you listened but you kept your speed and distance. But don't you know? It was one of my cherished memory with you.

Just so you know, I've always thought of you. Every waking time and in my dreams. One can say you became my habit, a routine. I almost believed I was born for you. How unfortunate was I? I've always known you never thought special of me, but I still held on much longer. You know, I once heard you speak her name in your sleep. You dreamt of her, while I was dreaming of you.

It’s been five years. Have you ever noticed? My heart was yours for five years, or maybe even more. Believe me, I am a fool. I turned down some possibilities of romance more than once, because I held on to what I felt for you. You know, I am an honest and loyal girl. Though I never really hoped, my heart was broken twice, and you made me hate summer.

Those sparkle in your eyes when you look at me, those sparkle only meant friendship, right?

So then, our hearts wouldn’t move even a centimeter closer, would it?

S.C.B

(2015)

My love, I am alone. Could I ever belong? My heart misses you, though we haven't met yet. The tears I've shed from that September night, [I almost gave up] I can only wish you were there to dry, To comfort me, and coax me. Babe, unbeknown to the world, All I've ever wished is the intimacy of a hug, Would you embrace me? It'll be my first, love.

Sweetheart, my body aches for your warmth. Love, my heart swells in longing for your smile. Dearest, my soul is crying for you. [Please, find me.]

From that September night onwards, I pray to meet you soon.

S.C.B

She is a daisy in a garden of roses. The oddly peculiar yet ordinary girl, But believe me, she’s just more than your ordinary eyes can see. She is the canvass of colors you’ll look at once but will never stare. But I hoped you did.

She is the magic knight in her own world, In pink sailor suit wielding a sword, And I hope you’ll remember her for she’s always the forgotten. Enigmatic at times but people of love and care she wishes every day. Remember her, for she fear oblivion more than death at most. Remember at least, even though she’s not the fairest,

And I warn you she lives in parallel worlds, For a chance you ever meet, Know that she’s also a ninja, mysterious and crafty, A pirate endlessly waving her conviction to the end of the horizon, A soldier who chooses to believe in the heart of humanity, And just a girl, an ordinary typical girl.