The Past of OursA Poem by AthinaIt was late afternoon and I was making my
day ‘Til I saw you staring at nothing in silent
way I felt conscious, ’what you see in that
nothing it may?’ Is that the past that troubles you that’s
not worth of pay? The past of ours that is impossible to
replay? ‘Til now I feel the pain, the regret that I
left to you But I know in my self that I’m still in
love with you And I’ll be loving you until the death of
us two But right this time why I am making myself
a boo? Is that the past of ours that I had caused
unto you? I had made myself cry but why I am now
laughing? Is that I became crazy that gives me this
feeling? Why do I believe that I am whom you are
thinking? But I want that it is me and I am still
hoping Because of the past of ours is still in me
holding. You suddenly saw me and now you’re in front
of me You hold my hands, you smiled at me but
with tears I see Now my heart bumps as I feel the essence of
the air’s breeze And then you looked at me and you told me a
promise “We’ll not lose each other again, never
ever be.” © 2012 Athina |
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2 Reviews Added on October 14, 2012 Last Updated on October 14, 2012 AuthorAthinailoilo, 6, PhilippinesAboutI need constructive criticisms to develop my writing ability. Thank you!! more..Writing
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