SO MY DARLING

Is it wrong that I still want to be with you

Now, tomorrow, forever

Is it wrong that I want you to myself

Without sharing you with anyone else

Having your hands interlocked with mine

My lips on yours

Always loving and choosing you

Well, maybe it might be wrong

But I will always love you

So my darling, I don’t think

I will move an inch from where my heart is

I plan to be stagnant and wait for you to come

And severe these roots growing on me

I want to continue being intoxicated with,

The memory of us, of what we would have come become,

And what we will be.

So my darling, you are my best friend

Remember I’ll always love you!!!

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SEB'S

Dearly Beloved, It's been six years since I said I'd watch this piece, La La Land. I've been afraid, though, afraid that it might become my life. A line reads that whoever is afraid of suffering is already suffering from what they fear, and clearly, I have become it. Seb says that he is letting life hit him till it gets tired then he will hit back and that line made me laugh as life has been hitting me lately. A line reads that don't kick a man whose on the ground but life didn't get the memo since I've been receiving my daily share of kicks everyday. You know, life not being as I had envisioned it as a child. Be married at 25 and have cars and houses and horses and kids... and now I can barely follow through a movie as I need rest. Mia and Seb are what I had and what I craved for so I understood their story. How both of them sought after their dreams and worked towards them but then life chose different trajectories for them and life seemed good but they were...

LIGHTNING

Mon Ami My beautiful morning dew, I have been dreaming about you lately. You know those dreams where I never quite get to see your face, yet your braids dance against the wind, your laughter fills my ears, my hand rests on your waist, and my lips find yours… only for reality to wake me to a life without you. It’s hard. Some days, I wish your nights felt as empty as mine without me by your side. Do you yearn for me as I do you? Or has life’s turmoil swallowed you whole, leaving no space to think of me, of us, of what we could become? I, for one, dream. I wish. I manifest. I imagine our time together will be heavenly, that you’ll: Hold me until we die Weather together the storms of life Won't always be sunshine Baby, we're blends of imperfection Give me your heart and soul Love me like you've never loved before Beautiful morning dew I'll be your shoulder to cry on to I have been growing, emotionally, mostly. I am learning to blend childishness with...

STAY!

The first time we met, I never imagined all this would follow. You seemed almost oblivious, maybe even indifferent to my presence. I looked, I lingered, I smiled, and then I told myself to forget you. The second time was no different. You were on some errand, carrying that air of someone who hated every moment of it. I whispered a soft hey , and you glanced at me. My courage dissolved, and I walked away sheepishly. Still, I sat there, stealing glances, silently urging myself once again to forget. The third time, I entered a room only to find you there, quiet, still, radiant, seated across from me. And again, I wondered why fate always placed me in a position to watch you. Every fiber of me longed to sit beside you, to spill endless streams of random stories, to hear the sound of your laughter, even though I barely knew who you were, beyond the undeniable beauty I kept trying, and failing, to erase from my heart. Then came the heys , the shy smiles, the laughter that filled ...

BLOSSOM GRAM

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