It's funny
How love can make people become poets, artists and singers
How love can make people write words from the bottom of their hearts
See colors more than the naked eye can see
Or sing at the top of their lungs.
But as pretty as it gets,
Love is a dangerous thing
Because just as how it can make people become poets, artists, and singers
It can make people drunkards, insomniacs and broken
Funny it is
How love can make poets be drunkards who, in drunken stupor, lose all the words
How love can make artists be insomniacs, forgetting all the colors except black—pitch black
that accompanies them in the middle of the night as they lay awake
Or how love can make singers be broken who, in between sobs, can only speak in shattered and croaking voice
Funny how love can make people be the best
And worst version of themselves
How it can take people to unimaginable heights
And bottomless despair
And how it can make people move forward
And at the same time, never
Love can be everything, but sometimes
it is not the one that makes
—it is also the one that breaks.
That was Bea, my classmate we were force to make a short poetry about love and i must say she is indeed great everyone applaud her but her eyes feels like sad you know the feeling of longingness i am not an expert about that but i can observe you know..
" That was one masterpiece Ms. De Leon you should join the drama club" Our Professor proudly confess his admiration
" Thank you Sir, But No, thank you, Can i take my seat now?" Mr. Santos was burn! hahaha you should have seen his face
" A-ah yes, you may"
Bea took her seat well she was a chair away from me and right after her piece she becomes quite again this was her usual set up you'll talk to her and she'll answer you but after that it's the end of your convo, weird right? she's not an introvert coz before i notice her hanging out with the Basketball team of the school and even the volleyball team but one day i dont know she became distant to them.. The class was dismiss and she was in a hurry to go i was shock since Jhoanna Maraguinot from the Volleyball team was outside the room, Bea kissed her and they began to walk towards the parking lot..
" Hi, Maddie! anong tinitignan mo dyan? uwe na tayo"
" Wala nakita ko lang si Jho saka yung classmate ko sa English 3 magkasama kase"
" Jusko Yrenea yan ung weird mong classmate? may gad stalker ka na? I cant believe it"
" OA mo Gaston, halika na nga uwe na tayo hatid mo ko sa condo"
" Wow naman Ate Girl driver mo ba ko?"
I didnt mind her at nagmadaling pumunta ng parking lot hoping i can see her there pero wala na ang bilis naman nila..
" Thanks Twinnie You da best Love You"
" No biggie, See you tomorrow 🙂"
Therese goes home at ako papasok na ng Elevator well nakatira ko sa condo so what do i expect diba? I press the arrow up but i was shock dahil someone already did that na ugh it was my favourite part kaya.. Pero when i look at the tall woman that press my beloved button i was shock i..it was
" Oh!, sorry about the button im in a hurry my bad 🙂" Shet na malagkit si Bea to and she smiled at me oh shet
" I-it's fine there's a-always a next t-time pa naman" Fudge Maddie bakit na nauutal utal
Buti na lang at bumukas na yung pinto at sabay kameng pumasok, I pressed the number 8 button since yun ung floor ko again i was shock dahil..
