POETRY THAT STAYS

Still Yours.

I was staring blankly at my screen one afternoon after reading all the nice words said about me from the people around me how they value me and how they appreciate me, that I thought about you leaving.

I thought so hard about it. Things just don't add up how it ended especially for someone telling me from the start that they don't see anything in me that's worth leaving. As that person repeatedly said "ba't ka kaya nya iniwan?" while we were walking to a newly built milktea shop in town.

So now, you leave me with the same question in mind. Why did you leave though?

Is it the way I fight to my sleepiness to talk to you in the wee hours of the night?

Is it how I smile seeing you from the other side of our pedestrian lane?

Is is how I took care of you when you were sick? Did I miss any special method on how to heal a sick person?

Is it how I would always reply to you, any time of the day? Should I have made you wait?

Is it how I would hold your hand so tight afraid that you would someday let go?

Is there something wrong how I would come running from another town when I feel like I am losing you?

Did I not laugh hard enough to make you realize that being with you is the brightest of my days

Was there any special word to add to I love you to let you know that I truly do?

When you left and went back to your past lover, these questions haunted me day in and day out and I asked, I called and received no answers.

So today, I ask, what was she like that I wasn't?