Wander-ful Thoughts

Perhaps

Poem in 2013

We were young back then, so wild and free. 

How we met, I can still remember unambiguously. 

Everything seemed fine, all right and happy,  

but it could never be better than the moment you said you love me.

Your hand holds mine while my eyes meet yours. 

All smiles, all laughter, no tears, none at all.  

The past and the future, no one really cares. 

We were contented, and nothing else matters.

Though I guess we can’t have happiness all the time. 

I can’t hold you just like that and make you mine, 

and as we grow older we’ve got a lot of things to realize. 

Perhaps love is not only seeing between our eyes.

The wind is blowing us apart; the time keeps on going. 

As we ponder on things, we keep on enduring, 

but there are things I can’t control and neither can you. 

So we have to say ‘goodbye’ no matter how love is true.

The world is round and we can’t tell what would happen next,  

but to me right now, you remain to be the best. 

I won’t promise anything ‘cause I don’t want to bother anymore. 

but if God wills it, I’d love to love you more and more.