(Written October 2009)
...Everything and nothing
...Something I cannot describe in a line of words, like pearls sliding off a string
...Your touch, like sunrise waking my slumbering soul
...Your laugh, like a ring tone perking up my ears for something short of urgent
...My reflection in your eyes, not a mirror after all, but a window with curtains drawn
...The feel of your hand when you pull me close, like a safety belt in a moving vehicle
...Flowers, the ones you took from your father’s grave and sprinkled onto my palms like broken pieces of memories that you needed me to put back together
...Bells, hanging from a stick with which I put up my hair so that every time I nod ‘yes’ or shake ‘no’ or simply turn in answer to someone calling my name, my ears are filled with the music that played when you handed me your first gift.
...To be a part of your life
...To be a part of your success and your failures
...To be the reason for your smile
...To be the person you deserve
...To be the person for whom you will bloom
...YOU and everything that makes you who you are. But most importantly,
... Your happiness, even when in the end, I cannot be a part of it.
...yun lang.
... kainis..
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