crayoned thoughts

Time was never on our side,         though we are         to each other. You looked for me         at ten in the morning,         but I could not let you         find me. I looked for you         at four in the afternoon,         but you would not let me         find you. We may be         two same clocks,         but we just never beat         at the same time.

I will sit with you in the bar with a bottle of frozen cold beer in our hands. We will talk amidst the buzz and haze, eye to eye, lips to ear, lips to lips. We will get drunk. We will let ourselves get lost in dizziness and rubbish talks. I will listen to all of your drunken stories. You will laugh at it, laugh out loud for no apparent reasons. And I will listen to your stories. I will sit with you in the beach with a glass of thirst-quenching smoothie in our hands. We will talk amidst the heat and sweat, eye to eye, lips to ear, lips to lips. We will plunge into the sea. We will let the saltwater heals the wounds of our skin and soul. I will listen to all of your past heartaches. You will laugh at it, marveling how time indeed heals. And I will listen to your stories. I will sit with you in the porch with a cup of coffee in our hands. We will talk amidst the breeze and the chirps of the birds, eye to eye, lips to ear, lips to lips. We will relax our shoulders, close...

2 a.m. and sleep is a struggle, Outside it starts to drizzle, The supple bed's not been helpful, Nor the soft music, not at all. What occurred in the afternoon between 5 and 6 p.m., Seems like a fateful dream, Mind keeps repeating, The scene that's happening. At the park in my usual afternoon rest, You come and sit to me next, We just sit there not saying anything, Could have said something, but nothing. We watch the sun sets together, Delighting its beauty and wonder, Catching some breath that’s hard, Thinking had destiny dealt its card. After seems like a decade passed, You stand and leave fast, Feeling awed, never bad, Thinking, t’was the best conversation I ever had.

"Rain makes everything better..." Here comes the rain again Hurriedly, I rushed unto my windowpane Drops, drops, drops, Here comes the raindrops. Gently, I hear some pours Moved, my spirit soars Drops, drops, drops, I am hearing thee, raindrops. Slowly, I can see forms of water drops Wished, this magical moment unstops Drops, drops, drops, I am seeing thee, raindrops. Freely, my palms stretched out Touched, I can feel my heart's shout Drops, drops, drops, I am feeling thee, raindrops.

Cats and dogs outside, Lil ants and rats inside; I lay here hugging my pillow tight, As I think of you tonight. Can this rain course my thoughts to you, And make you think of me too. These cats and dogs will be over soon, And these thoughts of you will just be written in the moon.

Again, this poem… i don’t know why i love this… ---- "just like you" one time, my pen got lost i've searched for it because it really cost unfortunately i did not find it so my temper burst out and i cried a bit sometimes things are like that you can't find it just when you needed it a lot just like you... just where are you.. on these days when i'm so blue... -originally written a decade and a year ago, during my second year in high school :)