Maybe someday we’ll learn to let go of the things that are not meant for us.
For now,
No matter how painful,
Hold on.
HE IS ‘MY PERFECT’
Each one of us has our own definition of PERFECT.
Perfect are the things or people that we accept into our lives.
Perfect are the relationships we deem to be worthy.
Perfect are the jokes we laugh at because we find them funny.
Perfect are the little things we find special just because that person does it.
Perfect are the moments too dull, but becomes colorful once they step in.
Perfect are the rainy nights, listening to a calm heartbeat, breathing…
Perfect is Him.
TIME
How long have you been together?” They say.
How long has it been though? 2 months? 2 weeks? Too less?
Truth to be told, It’s not about HOW LONG…But rather the feelings.
How intense?
How pure?
How deep was it?
That should be your answer.
Always Here
A star is what you are
I only see you from afar.
When will you hear this heart of mine?
I dream of our hearts intertwined.
I want this dream to become reality,
I guess I’m just this witty.
You write songs not for me,
It’s all about her, how can it be?
I look like a fool crying with no reason.
Is this the prize of loving a person?
I’m hurt, devastated, starting to go crazy.
Nothing goes right, I’m becoming lazy.
Many people told me to stop.
To you I’m just a prop.
I can never be that “her”
Why do I still infer?
Maybe it’s just this crazy feeling,
That soon you’ll be willing,
To take a step, and look beyond,
That there’s ‘ME’ just hanging around.
Did You Really Love Me?
It was so fast, you were in a hurry.
Gave all you have, you wanted me badly.
The feeling was a very quick stuff,
And with just a minute it’s going to huff.
I don’t know if you’re as serious as me,
I just want to hold onto the feeling,
I don’t want to set it free.
But came the day, when the truth was told…
You played a joke on me,
A “fool” I was called.
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
Amor J Writings 