• By Allaine garcia

    I used to think of him as I wake up and as before I sleep..

    Then, I will just realize things that surely would make my heart weep..

    It hurts when I know I’m just the only one who feels like missing..

    Each part of my precise thoughts would certainly end me up crying..


    I know, that is fraudulent yet I see it as a wondrous thing..

    My mind which had been so unearthly to see it so astounding..

    By the time you would talk to me, I can’t withstand what I feel..

    Really had proven to myself that this sentiment is for real..


    Habitually, I am waiting for your inferior remembrance..

    And think that you would miss me too even if it’s only a glance..

    It is difficult to think of you knowing that you don’t love me..

    And consider significance in everything you do for me..


    When I miss you, these things all happen as it is set for a day..

    Like it was destined to be like this in which has given no way..

    I hope that someday I would forget you just the way I love you..

    And I hope may that “someday” come now and my desire to be true..