This is not a poem, for I'm not good at rhyming words, this is just a simple story that I needed to let out, for it's way too hard to keep it in. Headset on, volume up, Coldplay song. Wow, the perfect company when you want to write something on.
I want to tell you my story, of how I realized that what I feel for you is genuine love, a love that I never thought is in me.
We met in high school, our two different worlds collide, you are Mr. Popular, and I'm no one, not one of the cool kids, a transfer student. I didn't know how someone like you, be friends with someone like me, but it happened, I value our friendship so much, I don't know if you still remember you telling me, that I'm your best friend, and I don't know if you know, that I'm a keeper, from that moment on, you really are my best friend. Your stories makes me smile, your sadness makes me cry, and we eventually became a couple, but for some reasons, maybe we weren't meant to be one, we broke up. I thought I'd lost you forever, but only a few months passed, and we became friends again, we both had a relationship that time, until I became pregnant, I lost contact with everyone, I was broken, to pieces. My boyfriend left, and I'm a single mother, but you came back, you're still my friend even after a long time of not talking, I'm glad I still have a friend in you, you knew almost anything about me. I am so happy I have you, I was able to talk to someone about what I feel, without the fear of being judged, thank you for listening to my dramas, years passed, so many things have changed, you're living your life to the fullest.
That December night, I realized I love you, that even though you don't feel the same way, I'm happy for you, Oh if you only knew how I love seeing your smile, I love hearing your stories, I love hearing your honesty, I want to tell you that I'm fine with you being masungit, I love your flaws. I hope the people that you get along with know how special you are, how behind that handsome face, is a man with a really good heart, a man with a dream of designing computers, a man so worthy to be loved.
I'm not expecting you to love me, which is weird, for I'm selfish, I want to be loved, but when it's you, I'm fine, I'm happy being just your friend, I always pray that you get to achieve your dreams, go for your goal, I'll be watching you even from afar. I also hope you meet someone who won't bring out not only the worst, but also the best, and encourage you to always be a better man. I love you C. Always.