AN: This poem is so random. I just feel like I needed to write this one. And by the way, this is inspired by a song entitled "Dati" by Sam Concepcion. :)
Word: Dati
Translation: before, the past, old times
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Fifteen years ago...
I was five, you were seven;
we're two careless kids-
painting the treehouse
with random watercolors
and soon call it home.
*
That was sweet, you know,
a prelude to a story-
more on love- maybe?
*
But then, we dream not
of saccharin fairytales:
we're too young for that!
We were oblivious
About destiny and fate;
Aching hearts and hate.
*
Our world of legos
was half-spent in Neverland-
(the empty backyard).
You were Peter Pan,
some mean kids were the pirates,
and me, sweet Wendy!
*
No heartbreaks, just scrapes-
on the elbows and the knees-
yes, never the heart.
*
~~~
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Years have swiftly passed
Our world expanded and grew
You changed, so am I.
*
You seemed to forgot
about the girl in your past
And it is unfair!
*
Because she's right here
always thinking about you
and that old treehouse...
*
Reliving old days,
wishful thinking that maybe
you'll flash her a glance
or greet her, as you
pass her by every morning-
just for old times sake.
November 23, 2015
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