I spent years in my alley,
As I watch people pass the streets across my so called home.
I learned to lock my doors after I fell in love --- with a robber.
He, whom I shared the treasures, I longed to offer to someone --- my love, my soul, my poetries.
I needed him too much until I had nothing left in my chest.
Bet I have forgotten that Queens are the ones who should receive gifts and tokens.
I shut my doors too tightly
That I find it so good to be alone--- no expectations, no disappointments, no dramas.
All I had was me;
the love I had for me
And that was enough.
It was silent,
It was so peaceful,
Addictive, satisfying
Until I heard you knocking.
Calling my name,
In a manner that I have forgotten to feel.
I know somewhere I buried it along with the idea that love lasts.
But your voice continued to echo as if I did not tell you to go away,
You sang me songs,
And in turn, I raised the volume of my radio
You throw me flowers through my windows
As I give you pebbles in exchange.
"Never mind the storm", you said
True, you waited there for days, for months,
Without the assurance that I would come out of my Kingdom
You never stopped giving me the love I craved for so long,
That very thing I fought and begged for the thief whom I once dearly loved.
You said you will be patiently waiting,
You said giving up wasn't a word for you when its about me.
Your laughs and jokes become part of my routine,
Slowly, slowly,
The walls I built to guard my heart was fading like
dandelions swept by wind.
And then I realized maybe its time,
Maybe its right to believe as you said that the sun at 12 won't burn my skin,
Maybe its a foolish act for me not to let you in.
Crossed fingers, I wished the risk would turn out good.
I tried to twist the knob as I can feel my heart double its beat
I saw you there, smiling for me
Oh damn, I slammed the door right in your face
How cruel can you be?
Waiting there, while holding a bunch of keys?
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