I was once in love with a wrong person,
My dreams and aspirations made me realize it.
He wouldn’t bother to call me anyway,
So I decided why should I stay.
I easily went on with my life,
With lots of friends by my side.
It was very easy for me to love him,
Then it was easy forgetting him.
Suddenly a friend came in my life,
He seemed naturally sweet and kind.
We got along very well,
And there’s nothing I could not tell.
He had my trust ever since,
I even tell him my hopes and dreams.
He always does communicate,
By any means I appreciate.
No doubts came into my mind,
He is in deed one of a kind.
We grew together closer than ever,
We will be friends now and forever.
The relationship doesn’t end with it,
He began to act differently sweet.
I did not make a big deal with it,
I made myself get used to it.
As for me, nothing has changed,
On how to deal with a friend so dear.
He started saying ‘I love you’,
I didn’t answer ‘I love you too’.
I wanted him to explain to me,
That he really, really do love me.
He said he will court me someday,
Back then I don’t know what to say.
Now I’m starting to be confused,
If I was just being used.
He seldom call, he seldom write,
I don’t think this is right.
So many questions on my mind,
But the answers I can’t find.
Just recently I found out,
Answers I should have figured out.
We’ve been friends for four years,
Now I’m bursting with lots of tears.
He has a girlfriend; she’s younger than me,
They are now on their ‘eight monthsary’.
She tried to reach me thru her friend,
For some concerns she wants to end.
She’s really bothered of who am I,
Why I seem special to her guy.
I don’t want to hurt her in any way,
Therefore I decided to talk and play.
I told her I’m his friend,
And that’s where it ends.
I’m no special person for his guy,
Just a friend with no good byes.
I even told her that I knew her,
That his guy told me about her.
I hope what I did will work,
For I don’t want this girl to be hurt.
I can feel she is sincere,
To this guy who for me is dear.
Still today I am confused,
‘Till the next poem I will produce.
kdc
July 27, 2004
