You, above anyone else, made the greatest waves on my shore. You made surges that nobody could ever measure up to. You left scars and memories that nobody could replace.
We were both inseparable. You became my day in and my day out. You've been the only person who witnessed my frustrations and guided me to resolve it.
You were the best friend I could ever ask for. You and I were too good that our friendship came naturally and nothing was forced.
Suddenly, my life has a backup plan and I knew I will never be alone. I had someone who will be there any time of the day, someone who knows how to hush my sadness away.
You, after all, began occupying a space in my heart until everyone around me was pushed in the corners of my oblivion.
Suddenly, it was just you —the one I wanted to see right from the start and end of my day. I wanted you to be the first one who'll get to hear the best news, someone I reserved the front seats for, someone I would run to when it's dark, someone who knew when it will come.
Someone I wanted to share a new book, someone I wanted to share and listen to the newly discovered band I like, someone I wanted to get lost with while silencing the world and listening to the songs on the playlist that I made.
Someone I wanted to share both sides of the pages of the poetries that I wrote, someone I would lend a scribbled poems on the table napkins.
Someone I wanted to share a coffee with when the rain comes in, someone I wanted to show the hues and saturations in my moods.
Someone that I wish who could love me more than just the friendship and surfaces.
I guess, not falling for you was too impossible. I was a fallen prey and you showed me actions that said there were more to friendship.
We were both an almost that looked pretty when untouched. We were both a picture-perfect what if that looked wonderful when nobody dared to grasp with bare hands. I guess, you also felt something in us.
You saw the probabilities if we tried and never feared the failures. We were both afraid to start something because maybe it'll then end the friendship that was already there.
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POETRY THAT STAYS
PoetryYou don't really love someone, not until they become the person behind of your poetries. When poetry speaks, it echoes through your soul, lingers in your heart, and dances in your dreams. And... it stays. I wrote poems enough for people to ask, "w...