July 13, 2009

YOUR LAUGHTER by: Pablo Neruda



Take breath away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

July 3, 2009

The last love letter...

I love you...
There is nothing sweeter on my lips than these three words, knowing that they are meant for you. I long for the morning to come, so I can wake up with you as the first thought on my mind; but, also, I yearn for the night that I may bask in dreams of you. Everyday, I can't wait to be with you, but I also love missing you because it only builds up my desire to be with you once more.

I love you...
This may be the last time I say these words. They may be as sweet as honey on my lips but they bring thorns to my heart knowing that I can never let you know. I will keep these words to the grave for I know I will never get a chance to utter them in your presence.

I love you...
but that's a secret I have to keep...


*sigh*

Worthy

One clear night, at a roof deck somewhere, I knelt on one knee and wore my heart on my sleeve. As the stars and the moon as my witness, I boldly declared my love and asked my significant other if we can spend our lifetime together. Yes was the answer, but, sadly that lifetime was shortly lived. Instead of settling down, we parted ways; that was the end of my delusions of settling down.