Little Miss Apple Pie

If I could only

Every night I religiously asked for you to be kept from all harm.

And if by chance you have found someone new, I also prayed that deep inside, a part of you will think of me, too.

Days that we shared, the love I gave may you always remember that I loved only you.

And if that new found love begins to falter, breaks your heart all over again,

come back to me.

Come back anytime you want and I'll surely take you back with loving arms.

Beneath the stars we lay side by side
We weren't alone
But you secretly held my hand
I've to let go a couple of times
However you'd just keep on
Reaching for it
Until you ended up
Running your hands on my thighs
I shot you a look of warning
Which you only smiled to
You never yielded even if I tell you to
Somehow you never changed
So I let your hand go on wandering

I looked down
I held in my hands
A half-empty cup
Slowly swirling down
To an endless stream
Of could have been's
Trying to control and stop
Emerging hopes and dreams
Knowing for a fact that
It's all they will ever be

In your eyes, I've danced for a while
Let you see what and who I truly am
I let all my guards down
Thinking that it isn't such a crime
I devoted all of my time
Yet, I have made you fear of yourself
I must have hurt your pride
Made you fear of life
So now, you let another
Dance before your eyes

What makes it so painful is that 

Slowly, I struggled to find my phase
While I tried to focus on the road
And make up my goal once and for all
I shall run to stop and clear my head
Of all the memories, of the features of your face
I shall run and soon, I will do it fast
Hoping as I do, I'll leave behind
Everything I miss about you.

I've always sang of love and written about it long before I felt it.
Romanticism is something that is as complex as its substance.
To love, is something that can never be explained by all senses.
Not even by words, nor melody can describe its eternal complexities.
Yet here we all are, writing and singing of undying love, professing it
Whilst we ourselves do not understand it,
When we do not even have it.
But I guess, it's human nature to pretend to know what is beyond
Our own understanding.
Besides, what we know is always way behind of what we truly feel.
And I guess, that's the magic of love.
We are only limited by words, melodies, colors and strokes.
Perhaps, making art is how we deal with it.

You follow me everywhere as if you've nothing else to do.
Light as you seem, you're a burden to me.
Though, perhaps it isn't you that I find burdensome.
But the nostalgia you always bring when you're around.
And though you're but a series of photograph of happy days,
Your face haunts me like a ghost and I see you everywhere I go.
You follow me like a shadow.

It's hard to imagine
How we have come to this

How once was the one
I admire

Now I seem to deplore

You stood there and spoke
Naively

Thinking it's okay
To still cling to me

I'd rather have you say

That you no longer
Feel the same

Than sit here and listen
As you speak

All the while you watch me bleed

The saddest part is that
I have fallen for you
Deeper than I have intended to

Je t'aime
I whispered

Silence
That is all I heard

This is my last forlorn attempt
I will no longer be taking
Another step

I've looked like a fool
For long enough
And you chose not to see it

I'm tired of having my heart broken
I'm not taking this chance with you
I'm going to build this wall again

This time I won't let you
Hurt me further
Damage me deeper

I'm exhausted
I don't want to be
Just another victim

So I'll take a stance
You've wasted your chance
Now pay for the price

It's funny how love
Can turn our worlds
Upside down
So I'd like to understand
And find out why
What was once
Brought us joy
Can easily leave us
Out in the cold

As long as I remember
I held your hand till the end

Even when my world has become somber
My love continued to transcend

And even when you have departed
Leaving me in vain

There were just too much of you
That is left here
And thinking about them
I just cannot refrain

In Retrospect, I guess I can say
That you truly are
Forever my weakness

I guess it is true, then
That one's departure is indeed
An entrance to severance

Have you ever heard of the tale
of how the wolf loved the moon?


Look outside, up in the sky
and you'll hear him howl soon.


He goes out every night hoping to see her
For as long as he can remember


And when the moon comes shining bright
That one time in a month


He howls for a love
That he can never touch

I check our old messages every once in a while and it took me a minute to realize that it has been a while.

It's such a shame that we have allowed time to pass us by without even saying goodbye.

This should have been such a relief and I should be glad but our silence and pride only brought more tears in these eyes...

When I ask if you can, you'll tell me you can't and when your turn comes to ask me, I decline.

We're hardly ever on the same page anymore, we hardly laugh at the little things and most of all, we can no longer appreciate anything.

You have ties and so do I  and though I try to make time, sometimes I feel you're not doing your part

So I stop.

Since when did we become so selfish? I would ask myself.

But then it also got me thinking, have we even started giving?

Cold November wind
Brushed against my skin
As we all stood behind
While two people's love
Were being bind

And when they have been declared
As man and wife
My way, I saw you glanced
I looked back and smiled
As we moved on to the rest of the night

The bride threw her bouquet
The groom threw his garter away
I caught what was hers
But you failed to catch
What's meant to be yours

But though you have failed
Later that night
It was my name you hailed
Several green bottles after
You took my hands
As you asked me to dance
And we opened a brand new chapter

I will never forget
How the first touch felt
Long after you have gone
In my mind and my heart
It will be forever kept

As I turned the key
That locks the door

Of what used to be
Our old home

I found that
You have gone

And I stood there
For a minute

I must have forgotten
That it has been long

And though the facts
Are but all over

Sometimes,
I still find it hard

To go on
And get over

Her skin gleamed under the soft rays of the sun. She smelled of the ocean and tasted like it, too.

You watched as she lay sleeping beside you, tracing the outline of her face but never touching her, at least, you tried your best not to.

Though the night before, you held her in your arms.

Kissed her like she's yours, touched her gently and made love to her sweetly.

Today, as the sun slowly rose, you have come to your senses as you watched her sleep.

You may always spend the night, but only until sunrise will she stay by your side.

I feel locked up here
Bound to the cruel ways of the city

I'll break away
Even just for a while

I want to run away
To a place unknown

Somewhere down that old road
Out of the cold

Where the waters are
As endlessly blue
As the sky

And where I can sink
My feet into
The soft grainy sand

Before everything
Turns into dust

Even just for a day,

I'll unleash
My inner wanderlust

Stop
As the red light flashed

The scorching heat has gradually faded
Bringing forth the chill of dusk

We sat down on a bench
Watching the sun as it sets

And with my old guitar
Slowly,
You played a sweet melody

And there we sat
Singing in unison
To a George Harrison version
Of some old song

We sat and sang there
Staring at the sky's glory

As I sip cup after cup
While you smoked
'Till you had one too many

~Mia

Though I know there is much to say

          I say nothing as to not drop words that are too harrowing.

Instead, I choose to leave some things unspoken

          For I know silence is more tormenting.


~ Mia

To love what is near is a challenge,
          for though they place a canvass of beauty in front of us, we all still choose to be blinded.

But what makes it difficult is not the person.

Sometimes, it's the circumstance.

Sometimes, the best people turns up when we're at our worse
          that we fail to see them advance.

~Mia

~Mia

Tonight I have challenged myself
To paint pictures
Through woven words
To try and see
How far I can go

I'm no good
I am aware of it
But all I know is that
What I'm trying to pursue
Is something that I like to do

It really wouldn't hurt
If I try
I have but 30 days
To figure out
How it is to be
A part time poet
To figure out
What it really is to write

So forgive
My sheer randomness
And remember that
I'm not a genuine bard
Hence I apologize
In advance