A Poem For Jas

February 16

A post Valentine was celebrated,

In our school that looks so liberated,

Wedding booth, Jail booth, Bitter booth, name it,

You can try it all just list your name.

I didn't expect anything on this day,

That a guy would say 'Hey',

I'm not that pretty, I know,

I'm just no one you can't show.

I hate sweetness,

Oh take note, I don't feel any bitterness

I just hated the fact that PDA is everywhere,

Around our school you can see it I swear.

Instead of others, I'm the one surprised!

A knock in our room and a guy announced,

"Excuse po kay ******** ikukulong lang po namin sya."

I was shocked for a moment a the guy forced me out.

I was listed, on the Jail booth,

With my crush, fuck it.

They locked us in a room,

And all I can feel is 'I'm doomed.'

Jas, My partner, held my hand.

I felt the security.

He's cold. Like me.

Maybe because he's nervous just like me.

I did my best to cover my feelings,

I wore the face I'm expert in.

Poker face.

The next thing we should do,

A nose to nose to him.

Like what the fuck?!

It sucks really.

He looked at me, staright in the eyes

Me? I looked away.

His face is close to me,

And let his nose touch mine

I didn't utter a word.

All I know is, my heart explodes.

I got mad, fuming mad

To those fools who listed my name and his.

I can't. I don't know.