Held

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I held the hand that is

 planning to let you go. 

It was dry and rough

 unlike the other that still

 remembers your love of long ago.

 I felt its frustration about you,

 of the way you always made

 sure that tomorrow will not

 come for the both of you.

 I heard its silent cry of

 goodbye and I grew sad.

 On the other hand,

 it was still hanging on,

 reminiscing celebrations

 and victories.

 The happy times linger

 like it doesn't want to live.

 I heard all the secret whispers

 at night and all promises made.

 Both hands wept.

 A catharsis of the highest order. 

A pill so that no one goes insane.

 I looked at the mirror and

 saw rivers of tears.

 I looked down and 

saw my hands clasped together,

 the other looking out

 for the other.

 A symmetry of giving up

 and holding on.

 The riddle of love.

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*Picture from 4.bp.blogspot.com

I don't care!

This is stupid! but I really don't. Do you?

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It's burning me all over again

Like it once did before;

And the days after that,

Searing my flesh with

Electric goosebumps

Fit to kill a man

Fit to kill me,

But I don't care;

I don't think;

I love.

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*Picture from images.sodahead.com/blogs

To Better Days

Everything will come to pass.

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Raindrops caress my skin 

the way you once did;

 cold and numbing,

 back then i thought

 your touch in time

 would make me warm;

 but  it never did,

 you talk about things

 you never truly understood

and blamed it on me 

when you got it all figured out;

I took a deep breath;

Psyched myself up that

there is nothing wrong

About being drenched .

Define BUSY?!

I was always telling myself that I'd find time to post my poems here but to my dismay I never did. I got so caught up with my new job (technically not so) and all the activities that came along with it. I never taught that teaching in a university would use up all of my time. Anyways, I promise to update my blog as soon as I get my internet connection fixed (cross fingers). :)

To make up for my long absence here are a few lines that I have just made up:

I was looking for you
But you weren't there
When you told me you'd be

I was trying to hold your hand
But it was another's that held mine
Where are you?

Please come back to me
I am not myself without you
I'm you the same way you are I.

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Sorry this is bad. LOL :)