Beside our Tire Swings

You waited for me under the willow tree
Where we used to watch the sunset in Sunday afternoon
And form shapes with the countless stars during Saturday nights

Your stares had invited me to sit next to you
As you had your position beneath the shades of tree leaves

Like the other days,
You were awfully handsome
And the fragrantly smell of yours dances with the wind

Attracting me to get closer to your neck
Where I believe you spilled your perfume

You had my head on your shoulder
Your hands on my lap while intertwined into mine
The silence that covers us up melts me to death

Because it was a rare moment of us
It was a perfect bliss…

We witness the mighty sun
Fading into depths of the golden horizon
While the passionless air dampens our skin


This…



Had reminded us
That the good things, even our happiness
Are not eternal…


You gave me a long kiss on my forehead
And closed your eyes to not hurt by the strands of my hair
But it held tears in corners now…



Because you



Like me



… were afraid

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Awfully handsome. Is that. Really. Even possible? Hahaha.

Can’t sleep and then I rounded the net and then stumble upon my dA account. Ahh…pleasure of writing, please come back to me. Written in a piece of crumpled paper: June 17, 2010

(Source: rehinagrasia)