Been busy the past days
Can't remember the last time I glanced at him with haste
It wasn't long enough
When I wrote a poem about him — I laugh
Im trying to block the metaphors in my head
Scolding my heart for beating insanely — I'm dead
Stopping my hands from scribbling a rhyme
I'll be in prison if assuming is a serious crime
I thought it's nothing I'll get over it
He smiled and I was like, "Oh shit!"
I'm a good girl I don't curse oh please
We've done a staring contest — how can he feel at ease?
There's a lot of things running in my head
Yet everything fades away when I look at him — I said,
"May the angel of the Lord whisper my name in your ear
I can't bear with this feeling, I fear"
Shaking my head realizing he never see me
Sighing while looking at him staring at somebody
Perhaps life really is testing me
Letting me fall for someone who have nothing to do with me
BINABASA MO ANG
𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
PoetryThoughts that form poetry. A collection of my soul's wonderings. Free to DM me for dedications.
