Love, Love, Love..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

from now on
i shall not give importance
to you. You never cared
for me. You always made me feel
that i fall short of your
standards
that i have not followed the
rules of your game
that i do not deserve you.

last time i told myself that
i leave, that i go to a place
that promises me love,
that i better have someone who
loves me more than
i do.

perhaps i have not learned at all.
mother says i am hard headed.
father had give up on me.
my teacher says i am incurably
romantic
and clings to love no matter what.

i am back to your arms
oh they are cold and lax.


what is love? i ask myself again.
it is loving and just loving, even if one
gets hurt.

never mind. I will be responsible for
all these.

let me be your sun.
and your moon,
and your stars. let this homeless
be your home.