February 2012
1 post
How I Wish
How I wish I can be a star
So I can watch you even from afar.
How I wish I can be the sun
So I can show you that you are the one.
How I wish I can be the moon
Guiding you, while the soft breeze croons.
How I wish I can be the wind
So I can make you feel that I am more than a friend.
July 2011
1 post
but i have nothing sweet to whisper.
every picture i’d take, well, i’d take of you. and every love letter i’d write, well, i’d write them to you. and every poem that i wrote, well, i wrote them for you. and every sweet nothing i whispered, well, i’d whisper to you.
June 2011
7 posts
Lyrics for my love and my mind
Break that poetry into me.
Bring me crashing, dragging myself to my knees.
Let me put this blanket on you
To keep as you warm and safe.
You pull me in gently and whisper my name.
This is what the summer’s all about
Trying to find your soul’s time in a world without
Breaking what you thought you need
Everything you want to be
Is right here right now.
Sleeping there next to you, mouth to...
long distance
persistence is his middle name, constantly wanting to hang out together, go places, see the town, asking me on dates. yet i felt there was a barrier between us since he was from miles away and would return to that place in a few short months. how could we date each other if we were not to see each other again. persistence worked, he won his way and now he’s here to stay in my heart even...
I didn't fall in love with you.
I kinda stumbled into it. It was no where near as graceful as a straight fall but I’m here now and I can’t find you. Oh well.
just look at me when you walk by, see me smile at you, smile back, look away. please come again soon.
so let me get this straight...
You’re on your girl trip to New York City, attending a fancy rooftop party, hanging out with Tina Louise. You and your girl friend are all updating statuses and photos via text about it, and somewhere in there you found the time to comment my last status, asking me why I “HAVE SUCH GOOD TASTE IN MUSIC!?!??”. That’s just awesome, I cant wait until you get back, so we might...
My Love
I am probably his most difficult, intimate, and serious relationship that he’s ever been in. When we fight it’s the end of the world but when we’re happy we are the best couple in the world. I’m sure everyone says that though. The truth is I get lonely and I get scared and even though he reassures me I still get terrible thoughts in my head. I’ve always been like...
it's kind of like trailblazing. isn't it?
i own a topographic map of your body, it’s framed and hung on my wall. and i have color coordinated push pins marking the spots i love most of all.
May 2011
1 post
i was being more sincere than ever before in my life when i said you look pretty in that dress. i wasn’t making fun of you, i swear, i was understating.
April 2011
3 posts
wearing only her underwear and my hat, my heart pumped Love while she held the wine bottle like a baseball bat.
When the hard liquor tried to help me escape my world, you pulled me back in. I sat at the bar, the refugee of a failed bookstore, you served the nonsmokers. While only a wall separated us, we were worlds apart. After tipping the bartender, she gave me a tip, she told me your name. Never has a title so common rendered such interest. While the bar is my old haunt, you are what haunts me.
relief
All those years trying to figure out myself and everything around me
Watching both crumble under pressure and confusion
All the pain, the questions, the things unsaid both to and by me
All of these were answered for when you held my head close to your heart and caressed me with silent words…”Its all okay, I’m here now. It was all for a reason.”
March 2011
2 posts
deserve better
I was lost, looking for a gas station for directions. i saw you walking on the side of the road, my headlights illuminated your anxious, gorgeous eyes, and a slightly desperate hopeful look on your face as you watched me pass by. I turned around to see if you needed help or something, but you had disappeared. i stopped at a gas station to get directions, over an hour late to my destination. i...
how i learned about time travel
shamrocks and heart stops, you froze time in the middle of my shop. you lingered behind, “i’ll make you mine” i whispered as i checked you out. trade minutes for hours and i’ll bring the flowers when we meet for cigarettes and stout. but i talk in circles because you’ve got freckles and i crumbled before making a plan. so i came home to write this poem ...
November 2010
1 post
bisan pa
bisan pa ug may lain kana karon
ikaw lang gihapon ang higugmaon!
July 2010
1 post
it's harder than it looks
The room was loud, but I could hear every little word she said and I swear that maybe even the lights in this room dimmed just a little when she looked at me. I was glad to see that the liquor lubricated the joints of our conversation through the arts and the nerves, around the Stag cans and between the on-lookers and when the lights really did go out at the end of the night, I was just as pleased...
April 2010
3 posts
If I could break down these walls...
… And shout my name at heaven’s gate I’d take these hands And I’d destroy the dark machineries of fate, The vehicles are broken Heaven’s the one above Hellfire’s a promise away I’d still be saying I’m still in love
We have matching cars. Yours is the newer model. I complimented your whip and you returned the words. We smiled and laughed. You walked away with your lunch all packed and I drove home. I hope this isn’t the last of our parking lot romance.
Just one look
I was only listening to her talk about her project. She was sitting next to you and I thought, “Hey, now’s the perfect opportunity to look over at you. Get a little glimpse of your beauty”. I looked over at you and you were looking directly at me. We smiled at each other. Now there’s nothing I wouldn’t give up to relive that moment where it was just the two of us, silently indulging in our ...
March 2010
112 posts
I met my future husband today.
He was playing jazz guitar in a little corner of the Harvard station of the Boston underground. He was wearing a maroon colored vest. He had curly black hair. He had a small amp next to him, his backpack, an umbrella and a glass jar for change. He was really good at all of his chromatic scales.
I was so heartbroken that the train came so soon. All I could do was give him a couple dollars and a...
I miss you.
Final examination week has ended.
Summer vacation has started.
No more long and tiring nights.
But will my day be happier now that I won’t catch a glimpse of you?
Regrets
I submitted the Confusion post weeks ago. I’ll name him drake. He has a tumblr account. It made me nervous before but then, I realized I don’t care. Nothing will change anyway.
So it keeps from going. We keep on texting and somehow, from bullying each other, things became slightly serious. Then one day, two days after the school year-end, he sent a group message: “I wish i...
Where are you now?
I sometimes lay in my room hundreds of miles away from you and wonder where you are, what you are doing, who are you holding, what you are thinking, and if you are well and healthy.
I look back and wonder if I could have done things differently and if I hadn’t gone away for college, would you still have been mines?
-Anonymous.
I feel like you are too good to be true. I’ve waited forever to find someone like you and now that I have it scares me. I’m hoping things work out between us before I have to head back up to school. Don’t be shy, I like you too.
you laughingly smile and I smile back as if we are sharing a lovely inside story… and that story is us.
“I love you more than the rabbit wants Trix. I love you more than Tiger Woods...”
– anonymous
Others will never be able to understand why I love you because they can never, not in their many attempts, be able to fit in my shoes. They will never see the goodness in you the way I did. They won’t feel the happiness you bring the way I did. They won’t be able to find it in their hearts to reciprocate your care the way I sincerely do. No one will understand the complexity in you. No...
I’ve been searching for you for years.
At time, you would seem so real to me, a little spec in my mind, just waiting for me to fall asleep to envelop my whole psyche.
Perhaps I set my expectations to high about this, I don’t know.
I just thought you’d be here for me just as much as I’m here for you.
I know I can’t ask you for that, I just get so frustrated...
Anonymous
I love you more than the rabbit wants Trix. I love you more than Tiger Woods likes having affairs. I love you more than Clinton Kelly and Stacy London love dressing people. I love you more than people eat turkey on Thanksgiving. I love you more than tears are shed on Valentine’s day. I love you more than Seniors in high school hate the last week of school. I love you more than...
i'd like to believe.
He told me he loved me.
Though the circumstances that it was said were not favorable. I was upset, he was a bit inebriated. He had told me before that he doesn’t lie, but I can’t help but doubt.
He told me it was the truth.
We’ve only been together for a few months. As a skeptic of the word ‘love’, I told him I didn’t believe in it. Most people don’t...
i'd like to believe.
He told me he loved me.
Though the circumstances that it was said were not favorable. I was upset, he was a bit inebriated. He had told me before that he doesn’t lie, but I can’t help but doubt.
He told me it was the truth.
We’ve only been together for a few months. As a skeptic of the word ‘love’, I told him I didn’t believe in it. Most people don’t...
Je croyais savoir ce que c’etait l’amour,
Je pensais que je savais ce que cela signifie.
L’amour est un sentiment fort;
Cela me méne dans l’espoir.
Snow
Rains turned to snow. The pond puddle froze, twin to my heart since the moment you were gone. Time soldiers on, slows to a crawl, drags by second to second, each day passes, and I sleep hour after hour longer than before, normal, a self-imposed coma to mask loneliness, empty, pin-drop silent rooms keeping secret my love for you. Snow covers our yard; I cover my feelings, harbored deep, hidden...
Je suis tête pour de foudre pour cet homme.
Il est absolument incroyable; Cet homme est parfait.
Je pourrais me perdre dans ses yeux, ces émeraudes pâle. Pendant l’écoute de sa voix, en envoyant des secousses dans mon être. It could best be compared to drinking expensive vodka; It’s rough on the palette, but smooth going down-it’s got this unique quality to it. Une qualité que je savoure à chaque gorgée, à chaque...
those three little words.
Before you, I had unreasonable expectations about love. I never understood how much work and heartache goes into actually finding true love. I used to believe those other boys that said the words “I love you” to me and I believed that I meant it when I said it back. Looking back on my younger self, I shake my head and laugh over how easily I believed, because there is no way that I was in love...
Please grab my hand, bring me somewhere, and tell me how much you love me.
(xanishit)
I never got that feel from you. I never thought I’d like you, and I never really did. Until you hugged me. Holding me like that. Just falling into your arms. It’s the best damn hug I’ve had in a while.
You want to know what i want?
I want to hug you right now. That’s all.
(xanishit)
love and hate in haiku.
I Liked you so much But you just seem to hate me Why do I feel these?
“Lucky I’m in love with my best friend. We were still young then, but I know you...”
– anonymous
Irish Whiskey.
“I wil never admit this to anybody, but I think you were my first true love. I...”
– anonymous
my truest love for you.
Whenever he talked to me it felt like he was looking inside me, not just at how I appear on the outside, but the way that I am as a person beneath my physical appearance. He makes me feel beautiful, wanted, loved. The sound of his voice alone can brighten up my worst days.
With every moment I spend with him, I still feel the same. It still feels as if I just met him days ago, that tingly...
Someday soon… I’m going to kiss you :)
I can only dream of sending you this message. It’ll always and forever be a draft on my phone.
Remember me
If I we’re to leave and never return. Remember when I told you I hated you. Remember when I told you I loved you. Remember when I said you’re the one I want to spend my life with. Remember when I gave you my all, completely. Because, once I fade away; you won’t recollect thoughts, until ANOTHER women come in your life and you’d want her to be like me. So remember I bent...
“Bye! You look blooming today!”, he said. “You dont know…it’s because of you.”, I thought to myself as i walked away.
(xanishit)
It feels good to cry with someone who will wipe your tears away and who will listen to your story even if it’s the most shallow thing on earth.
-xanishit-
Why are you so elusive? It's so hard to express...