Still You

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                                                  If I could have a chance and if only I have the courage, I will entitle this by your name.
If I could have a chance and if only I have the courage, I will have the guts to ask you and stop this tame.
                              Why? Why did you leave me? Why did you not find a reason to stay? Why did you let me believe by your words and throw it away? Why can't it be me? Why can't you choose me? Am I not enough? Am I not worth waiting for?
                              There maybe things that were changed but one thing remains the same, it's still you.

                              It's still you even it's not me anymore. It's still you whom I wait even you are now waiting for someone you've waited before. It's still you and it will always be you.
                              It's still your arms whom I will choose to cry on. It's still your hands whom I choose to hold on. Baby, it's still you and it will always be you.
                              It's still you I prayed for, every night wishing that someday you will finally be happy even without me. It's still you who will be my late night reverie, my endless what ifs and my almost the one.
                              It maybe still you, but I hope it will not always be you. I hope someday, somehow I will stop asking and finding a reason about everything. I hope someday, somehow I could have a genuine heart that is ready to forgive, let go and heal.
                              When that day finally come I hope you still remember our good memories like I do. Remember how we start talking as if we knew each other for so long. On how you put your hands on mine and how nervous we were back then. Remember those  memories on how we've start and not the end.
                              But forget about how I let you see my vulnerability. Remove those memories, where I keep bothering, asking and chasing you. And how it just make things complicated. I want you to forget my broken soul and just remember how you've used to see me as a gift from Him.
                              To my Kyotie Kuya Bembi, my almost, my what ifs. It's still you but I am now completely letting you go. Keep the blissfulness and peace on your heart, I am going to be fine.
'Til we meet again and I will finally say, "It became you."
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                              January, 30 2020