Random Rambles - Poems

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From The Friend Who's Name Rhymes With Yours

Written after first mention in one of his poems. Why did I consider him again?
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Oh dear friend of mine,
I'm not good with rhymes,
And am DEFINITELY not a poet,
But well, here goes nothing. (-et)

I do admit that our times together have been great,
Do you still remember when we had lunch at Manhattan Fish Market?
I considered that our first date,
But why there wasn't a second, I don't know why, albeit to your decision I show respect.

Now this may seem small to you-
I could tell you had given it your all;
After lunch I returned to college,
I was halfway through my journey when you called,
You complimented me on my appearance that day,
It got me smiling as I skipped along the remaining of the canopy walk.

Trust me, I am sick of being lead on and being played too,
It's not the best feeling in the world, oh how I was such a fool,
...

Recently I had a conclusion, that I'd only only start dating when I sort out how things like this should work,
I asked for advice and all I got was:
"You never really know how a relationship should work,
There are no rights or wrongs in a relationship,
Wait it out lass, as you are still young,
There're still so many more ticks on the clock for you to hear."

The Sunway Confession page is like my night/daily newspaper,
After scrolling past confessions about cute guys and places to take a dump in university,
Your poem caught my attention,
On "continue reading" I tapped on.

When I first read it it didn't hit me right away that you were the writer,
But upon "a friend who's name rhymes with mine" I was shaken;
I seemed to have eaten up my recent conclusion from the revelation,
Oh why have you done this to me;
Just when I thought I had it settled,
But now I'm starting to convince myself to open myself up to you.

Oh lad, you had not given me enough chances to get to know you better,
A few weeks of Facebook messaging, and a lunch date doesn't seem to get us close enough,
And hey, I really did want to get to know you better until you stopped sending me messages on Facebook.
(I sincerely enjoyed talking to you.)

A kind-hearted gentleman you are,
Knowledgeable and interesting,
Even though you may be a little bit of a perfectionist at times.

I admit, I have thought about you a lot;
I tried envisioning if I could potentially have a future with you,
As different as we are when comparing our interests,
But ey, Dota2 is one of the similarities so it works. (haha)

Though the bigger reason as to why I thought about you a lot,
Was because I didn't want to hurt another poor lad who seemed to be pursuing me.
Thus the conclusion to be uninterested in relationships seem to be able to save you both the hurt.
Heck, I know how it feels getting rejected by someone who's feelings aren't mutual to yours.

Of the times I'd confess my feelings and get rejected I'd take months to recover,
Those few months feel like forever and dilemma sets in,
"Should I continue pursuing, or should I just stop entirely with this?"
Oh man, apart from the heart, one could get their brains cracked from this.

So dear friend of mine,
Here I end my long-winded confession,
I write this in response to your beautiful poem.
(which seems highly unlikely to be read by you)

From the friend who's name rhymes with yours. :)