So.. This poem is not for dedication..
                              I have no intention of dedicating a poem to someone else when it is clearly about me.
                              But don't worry, I was in the middle of writing another one which is for dedication..
                              I've got nothing else to say, I just hope that this poem may reach the heart of the one whom I've made this for...
                              I. AM. SUCH. A. GREAT. PRETENDER.
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                              Abstract
                              How long has it been, how far have I gone
                              Since I've started to distance from my so-called man.?
                              Am I walking too fast, will the die be cast...?
                              Cause when I looked back, there's no sign of the past.
                              .
                              There's no one out there to give me a smile
                              I've been walking alone throughout this mile
                              When I thought I left but you always do care
                              The moment I turned back, you're never really there
                              .
                              How long has it been, how far have I gone
                              When I thought you're really what they call "the one"
                              When I thought that I'll share my forever with you
                              That time when I left, have you turned your back too.?
                              .
                              Have you also started to walk farther from me
                              When I thought you'll be waiting, what's there to see.?
                              A pitch black road with no sign of your shadow
                              Has our love been buried deep down from below.?
                              .
                              Would it be too late if I run back to that place
                              Where I've left, it has been 317 days
                              Would you still be there if I run at this instance
                              Or has my travel erased my entire existence.?
                              .
                              I can never move a step any farther from here
                              I was at ease when I left, now I'm swallowed with fear
                              An ache that the thing that awaits may be pain
                              So I'd rather stay here, all soaked from the rain.
                              .
                              Than seeing you gone and is with someone's side
                              I'd rather not go and stay here with my pride
                              For I'd rather lose you and together with your kiss,
                              Than for you to see me now crying like this..
                              .
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                              —- Frail Lockheart
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              BINABASA MO ANG
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PoetryUhh.. Just a weird attempt in poetry.. NEEDS FEEDBACKS. Thanks.!
 
                                               
                                                  