The Skies Seem Distant

I would spend one night gazing at the stars with you.
Just that one night, and it could last it forever.

The Irony of Ends

I waited. And waited. And waited. And waited.
He never came. Not as he used to.
Already, he has given me a thousand reasons to give up.
And yet when he comes, it was the only reason I am holding on.
But I don't see the point of waiting anymore.
And I've said that for the bajillionth time.

When He Speaks

And he looked at me with those kind eyes;
a kiss, a hug, an "Everything will be all right."

I know it won't be, at least not this soon.
But I trust him.



Could that be enough?

Hey There, Stranger

Trust me, I am not known to fix stuff.
Gadgets, I can tinker with, but relationships,
I am a "no" kind of man. One defective side and
I find that throwing it away is the easier repair.
For me at least.


But this was different.
She was fragile as she can be strong.
She was demanding yet giving. She was as gentle, yet wild, untamed.
I found someone who was as good as running away as I am.
She makes things complicated for the fool I was.
She was Irony in human form.



I want to do my best not to lose her.

When the Lights Go Off

I loved the city lights. The artificiality, more than the one the
sun could give. But nothing could beat the light show the night
sky provided. Though it spares me the stiff neck just to look
at the building lights from the 25th floor.



I could fall asleep gazing at the stars.

#111

Then it rained, and the people's faces were ashen.
We've waited so long for summer. I should have been as well,
all those days when I hated the wet season.


But I shrieked with glee, I threw my umbrella and danced
all over the puddles. That day, I thought differently.





I could love the rain after all.