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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! :)

Friday, January 6, 2017

Only Friends

The hardest part of falling for a friend
Is that you can't really tell,
In fear of losing the friendship,
In fear of jeopardizing everything.

But yes, it is good to be close to the one you adore.
I can spend time and talk without making up excuses to do so.
And can ask you many things under the pretense of friendship,
All these, others could only hope for.

I asked you one time,
The things you seek for in a girl.
Much to my chagrin, I am way beyond what captures you.
It is way beyond my reach.

And then after some time, I mustered up the courage to ask
Who the lucky girl is, the one who caught your fancy.
But then again, I knew, before I even asked,
it could never be me, and I was right.

And thus is why I wonder
Do you not even notice?
Do you not realize why I'm so curious?
Because I think the answer is obvious.

What does she have that I don't?
No, what do they have that I don't?
But who am kidding?
I already know the answer.

And though I know I am not really lacking..
Yes, I'm not perfect, but I still am very eligible.
And yet, despite that, I see myself as insignificant.
Because nearly all my endeavors have been fruitless.

You are not the first, and probably not the last.
Again, my heart has been broken,
because I am not up to what you seek.
Why, I always ask, must I be subjected to this fate?

I'm sorry I don't have the qualities you like,
I'm sorry I'm not what you're looking for.
I guess I never can be the apple of your eye.
But atleast in my dreams, you are mine.

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