With Love, from May

With Love, from May

By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora

Friday 21 January 2011 [0343h]

Sometimes I wish I could hide behind a mask just like you;

Burry all my emotions inside and never let them loose.

Sometimes I hate that I trust and I love and I feel;

Believing life gets better once all the wounds have been healed.

Sometimes I wish that I was free from typical human nature;

The jelousy, the insecurty; still hopelessly uncured,

Cuz I always screw it up whenever these take over me,

Now I've screwed up again; what a pathetic tragidy.

Then I sit and I wallow in doubt of myself;

All the things in my mind I could say that to you I cannot tell:-

The way I can't stop thinkin' bout you day after day,

The way I wish you didn't want so bad to go away,

The way you make me smile when all I can do is cry,

The sadness that I feel everytime you say goodbye...

So much more that I could say that you probably don't want to hear;

So much I could tell you that still seems so unclear.

You keep giving me second chances that I probably don't deserve,

I keep trying to make it right, but I guess I just never learn.

Tears caress these tender cheeks before they hit the floor,

So I think it's time for me to leave before there's any more.

Just know that I am sorry for all the mistakes I seem to make;

You dont have to forgive me, so goodnight Josh! With love, from May!

Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2011

21 January 2011