Teddy Ang (22/9/1992)
An arid night, the skies blocked out by the blinds as usual
So many words untold, from the heart but shoved back underneath
I'm always asking myself if you'll ever return to me eventually
A girl of your attributes today is as scarce as hen's teeth
I've cried at least a hundred times going through your photos
And the worst part is that we don't even have one of us together
I can't even see myself standing next to you smiling casually
All I can remember in my mind is that one time we held each other
Is there where we're supposed to be? Living our own lives?
With the curtains closed and I'm backstage slowly dissolving
I really want to tell you so badly right now that I need you
And that I've always had ever since this love started evolving
An arid night indeed, the stars blocked out by the shades as usual
So many words forgotten, brought up but shoved back underneath
I'm always asking myself if you'll ever be mine again someday
But how is that even possible? You've never been mine to begin with...
(17th April 2012) - My 109th Poem...
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