I always had wondered how humans- delicate as they were- could be so tough yet fragile at the same time
The small interactions or the tics each person possesses,
A twitch of the eye or unconscious fiddling,
they just seem so fascinatingUntil I met you,
and discovered so much more
Your words linger in the air
and I often hear you pronounce your s's and r's with difficulty
It bothered me tremendously.
How could you not speak easily?
But overtime, I anticipated your words
Loved hearing your imperfectionsEach moment I had laid my eyes on you,
I discovered something new
A different version of youI see you in my memories,
And I revisit them just to see you
Oh how I loved to see every version of you I had engraved in my mindBut overtime, I know my memories will start to fade
I fear the day I forget your voice or the color of your eyes
I fear the day your lingering words will no longer be there for me to hearBut before all that, I feared losing you
And in my mind, losing you would be my greatest and worst pain,
causing great dilemma within me before it even happened
But as the days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months,
Losing you was not the greatest nor the worst in any way.

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Poems 'cause why not?
PoetryThese poems are supposed to be completely personal for only me and some for her, but why not share it? Surely, in some dimension, we all know how it feels to get our feelings toyed with, be strung along, be in pain, be happy at times too so... Here...