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Introduction: My first blog and why I made it

Hi, I'm Denise, at this moment of writing (2014), 19 years of age. I've been writing officially (I call it official since I became part of the school publication) since I was in 6th grade.


This is my "first" blog. First being in double quotation marks because even before this, I had done one, but I don't think it was ever really published, more like a blog only for my eyes. I don't even know what happened to it. Anyway, here in this blog I will be posting all my poems, quotations, short stories, maybe even my novelettes, anything that floats my boat. I will also include my letterings, maybe some sketches or stuff. Everything related to the pen that I can think of. :)


I started this blog, as suggested by my friends because they knew that I love to write. Well, I considered it, and thought it might be a good idea. Since I wanted to keep a close copy of all my works. I even wrote them in a small notebook that I usually bring with me, but still, having a copy on the worldwide web would be good too. I also think that it would be nice to share my works with other people. I write to express my feelings, and I think that there would be people out there who could relate to the things I write about, maybe even help them or provide some insight. I know that at the moment, most topics seem to be about love, unrequited at that, but I will endeavor to post other writings about different topics. I will work to post all my works from the past up to my present ones, and hopefully, those of you reading will find some that you could connect to. Hope you all enjoy the things in this blog. Thanks for reading! :)

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

It's still HIM

He was my friend, one dear to my heart.
We've known each other for quite a while now.
We were just comrades, oblivious to Cupid's dart.
But something happened, and I don't know how.

One day, our banters gradually lessened.
All the teasing and playing around, it was so different.
He told me the reason, told me he was smitten.
But I wasn't sure whether his words, he really meant.

I didn't feel the same way back then.
Yet something happened, feelings for him grew.
But I wasn't ready, and I don't even know when.
Now when I think back, I regret the chance I threw.

We don't see each other frequently, so I thought it would fade.
But the more I stayed away, the more I couldn't forget.
To me, the chance of letting go just seems to evade.
While he went on, here I am. Moving on? Not yet.

Though someone else is giving me special attention.
He's still the one, the one I yearn for.
I keep waiting for my fate to change, be in motion,
yet my heart waits for him to come through my door.

And I don't even know why it is him, I fell in love with.
He's not the one whose looks could sweep you off your feet.
Yet no other guy could get these feelings rid.
He's still the one who makes my heart beat.

Trying to forget him is a futile attempt.
Not even his flaws could make my love dim.
From his mistakes, I try to find a way, an exempt.
But I can't escape, 'Coz in my heart, It's still HIM, only HIM.

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