Wednesday, May 7, 2008

One Last Time

The door opened with you behind me. The silence between us had gone on long enough, but yet at this moment, speech is overrated.

From behind you held my hand, signalling me to take the lead. I reciprocated, squeezing your hand tightly reassuring you in return. I held your hands many times before. Yet, somehow this final time it was different. Your hand felt cold.

We reached home.

I sat on the couch. Releasing the grip of my tie I breathed a sigh. I heard your cries as you rushed upstairs.

I came up to you with the bottle in my hand. Your cries grew louder as you sat on the floor with your head on the bed.

As I sat next to you on the bed, you lifted your head up, tears flowing from your eyes. I opened the bottle and took it all in. You put your head on my thigh and I felt your warm tears.

I slipped into unconciousness and laid still on the bed. Your arms held on to my body as you opened another. You whispered in my ear, 'for one last time'...

Monday, May 5, 2008

Oh, Drama Queen

Give me time, give me space,
Give me an eye to the wonders of this face.

Sorry, I apologize. I have never felt like this before. I... was just too frustrated.

Stop the nausea, stop the drama,
Stop all the pretense that made you a diva.

I cannot fathom what made me this way. Right now, I cannot take it anymore.

Love can slack, love can crack.
Oh, how I wish you can change your act.

Please forgive me, I know it is all for the better. You and me.

Less serene, more gangrene.
You play the same old routine oh, my drama queen.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Solitary

Even with so many people around I still feel lonely sometimes.
In the middle of the night, I look for you and found solace in the stillness and darkness of night.

Take me away...

Friday, April 25, 2008

I Take

Hello darling, happy birthday.

I decided not to give you a present this year, infact I think it is time I take some things away.

I like to take away the suspicion that I know clouds your world at times. By giving you some faith to hold on to honey, whenever your hand is not in mine.

Happy birthday darling. I have no presents nor fancy cakes. But I hope I make you happy with everything I take.

I like to take away some of your lonely moments by spending more of mine with you.

I like to take away some of those so-so kisses and replace them with ones that truly say, I love you.

And I want to take the doubts you sometimes have about my love, by showing it more, much more than I had shown before.

Then if someone should ask what I got for your birthday, well you can say, he did not give me anything, but he sure took alot of things away.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

The Great Escape

In a small town there I was. With limited communications and connections. I was trapped and I had to find my emancipation.

In the early hours of morning, the 'Great Escape' was inaugurated. I needed money, and fast. Away from watchful eyes, I committed an offense on the 8th commandment. Same morning, when dawn broke, I booked my one way route to freedom. But I needed to be patient, my time has not come.

The following days, I was interrogated and threatened. I denied all allegations made against me.

When the 3rd day came, I saw my calling. It was now or never. The night before I did not sleep. It had to be perfect. With the rise of the sun, I set out and disguised my way to the port. I was in full alert, constantly looking over my shoulders.

As I got onto my sail of freedom, I breathed a sigh of relief. There was no looking back now.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Schoolboy

School boy all over again.
Everyday waiting just to catch a glimpse of you.

When I am around you, I feel like I am going back in time.
When I am around you, I feel like a school boy having a crush on you.
When I am around you, I feel your warm embrace.
When I am around you, and hear you laugh, I feel fortunate to be near you.

Without you,
A day feels like a year,
Weekends seem like eternity.

Sometimes, I want to hold your hands.
Sometimes, I want to share my lunch with you.

Let me walk you home,
Let me carry your books,
Let me hold your hands,
Let me, just let me, be near you.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Tainted Love

In the quiet hallway I knelt. On my knees, I held on to you. I plead you to stay. Tears from my eyes soaked into your favourite baby blue tee. The scent of your Calvin Klein perfume lingered as I tried to inhale it with my blocked nostril. I kissed your pierced belly and knew this would be the final time.

As you turned and said goodbye, you brushed my hair with your delicate fingers that once given me so much comfort and care. I watched helplessly, my body weakened. On all fours, I heard your every departing footsteps. It went softer and slowly, it became none.

I picked myself up, dusting my knees and hands. I looked out the window and watched as you embraced him. You gave him the once sweet smile that used to be mine.

My heart felt like it was ripped apart. It hurt badly.

When you hopped into his car and ride into the darkness, nothing in the world could amount to such pain.

This is the confession of a tainted love.