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Enough

I just want you to know that I'm still holding on to your promise

 The only thing that proves me 

once there was something going on between us

Though, I'm not going to force myself into your life

I understand enough that you probably see me just like another

So I genuinely willing to just accept the fact that we don't belong

 But just so you know

I admire you enough to will always wish you the best.

Because I believe you deserves the best

You are a good guy

At least I know enough to tell them that

For once upon a time you were my life saver

I'm forever grateful

As about that promise, Once you told me that

you were trying to be a grown man

And you were going to talk to me to prove me that

I never once asked you to do that

So I still don't know what it was that you were trying to prove

Now I'm still waiting

But I care about you enough to understand

that it's almost impossible to happen

I'm stupid 

Because it seems like I will be waiting for nothing

But at least I have something to hold on to

For me, its enough.

Tata.

Love at the coffee shop

A girl with the red sweater

Wandering in town reminiscing old place

Neglecting the cold weather

Searching for that familiar face

Three years ago when they crossed path

In a little cafe full of coffee fan

He played a song called “The aftermath”

And she swore she just found her man

Maybe it was just her wishful thinking

But she believed in his promise of another day

And today at that old cafe  she found him kneeling

With a hopeful smile, “Will you marry me?” he say

Tata

Girl, let me love you!

One afternoon in a chronic remorse
She sat there pondering about the complexity that is her life
The wind passed by as it tore her soul in every gust
Then she turned the radio on hoping for a glee
She listened to the stranger babbling vigorously
She almost didn't care
And the stranger put a song that she didn't know about
She clammed up in wonder
As she tried to absorb in every lyrics
She thought "This is amazing.." and triggered something in her mind
The song was reviving her pent up longing towards a feeling
A familiar yet unknown feeling
That once upon a time enslaving her into a dewy-eyed lover
She soaked up the lyrics into her mind
Fantasizing that a perfect gentleman would serenade her the words..

"Much as you blame yourself, you can't be blamed for the way that you feel. Had no example of a love that was even remotely real. How can you understand something that you never had ? baby, if you let me, I can help you out with all of that"

She thought "Yes, I had no example of a real love.. or I think so.. I don't know."

"Having a relationship in the past doesn't mean you had a real love.." She thought to herself 

As she went to absorb thoroughly she found herself even more engrossed

"Girl let me love you And I will love you until you learn to love yourself. Girl let me love you I know your trouble don't be afraid, girl let me help. Girl let me love you a heart of numbness gets brought to life I'll take you there"

"I feel like I'm the girl you are singing about!" She claimed.

A gentleman with his guitar then knelt to the ground and sing the crowning part of that elegy

"I can see the pain behind your eyes. It's been there for quite a while I just wanna be the one to remind you what it is to smile I would like to show you what true love can really do.."

Then she smiled to herself. It's befitting with her current state

It got her to ponder how on earth could he see the pain in her eyes ? 

Her mind was incapable to accept the fact that

Someone knew her vulnerability but willing to love her

Someone was capable of loving just as much.

She thought that no one could ever love her as much as she love someone.

She thought that she would always be the one who loves more

It's already been engraved in her little soul.

As she decided to ask the gentleman, he was nowhere to be found

She tried to search for a little evidence

That he's been there before

A Minute passed and she found nothing

"He's gone with the wind" she mumbled

Her afternoon then back into a perfect sorrow.

Little did she know that the gentleman who's willing to love her was never there.

Tata, xx