Saturday, May 7, 2011

My love.

I miss you so.
I don't want to see you yet.
Because you'll only say I told you so!
Guess we're gonna make another bet.
On something we haven't proven yet.

I need to be with you.
The longer I hold back, the more I feel blue.
But I just feel so anti-social these days.
And I'm afraid you'll give me that daze.
The look that can turn anyone into blaze.

But I miss you so much.
I miss our talks on a boring rest day.
I miss that voice that calls me in a cute kind of way.
I miss the safety of your presence.
Being with you feels like I'm back to adolescence.

I'll show up when I'm okay.
But not now that I'm feeling kind of fray.

Posted on Facebook: Monday, April 13, 2009 at 8:38am


  1. so, did you ever show up, kuya?

  2. Watch out for my next posts and you'll know the story. ;-)