I asked for signs in the heavens if she is the one that is worthy of pursuit. Because despite being a romantic, I have grown cynical of love. And heavens gave every sign that I asked before them. I have seen children in orange shorts eat ice cream, a men's basketball team reach the finals after 32 years, friends slip and fall before me, got in the top 5 on an examination, and many more absurd things that have happened despite all odds. One may get the courage before that but despite everything, my tongue is tied and my guts were tight. The signs were before me but the will and the power is not present.
So I tried to find someone new, someone who will fill my woes. I tried to fill her in my poems, but I guess heart is an organ who keeps secrets but does not lie. It was disastrous as the signs for this other one did not match even those the simplest ones. It was never meant to be, as someone loved her before me.
Now I lay with my paper and ink, as it shouts and throbs another's name. The signs have match but my guts have not. Still waiting for the time to come. If the signs aligned there is more to wait, I guess if heavens will, patience must not grow thin. For the fear of rush is within, that this is someone I will keep.
But now I wait for the perfect moment, as I watch her enjoy her life with other people. Life goes on with us or not being together but what matters most is that I these signs will never waver.
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