The Remaining

by MNCRiami

When there’s some remaining love available yet unavailable for me to reach.

 And those things that make me cry and smile keeps on wandering on this head of mine.

 And those moments wired in my consciousness, when you were there by my side.

 Those things you did such as touching strands of my hair, slipping them between your fingers; looking at me with those mysterious eyes; holding my hand, while stroking my palm with your thumb; hugging, holding me so tight like we were to never part; laughing at things and talking out the night.

 Those were what mattered the most. The most important and fascinating moments of my life.

 However ridiculous for such naivety I may seem to you, it won’t matter anymore.

 Even if it’s not what I am to you, this is what you are to me.

 For I have struggled with so many things, for so many times, for this, no one has ever cut through those wires that connect you into my mind.

 These words bound and stitched together by my psyche were the bits and pieces of my life that felt so real yet seems so unreal.

 Well, I never understood why I still feel and remember things as these.

 But I understand well that there is some love remaining,

if not from us, maybe from you, or just as how obvious it must be, it is from me.

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(Well, this is the remaining bits of that within me. It’s just tough ignoring it.

  Plus, you keep on showing up in my dreams. -_-)

I | YOU

I am a problematical, melodramatic person who often thinks of things in the most complicated manner. As hyperbolic as it seems, but I usually contemplate hardly on such simple things ordinary people would not even care about. However, there’s this one intricate thought that furthermore stimulates my nerves to ponder and extract something from it every time it comes to my mind. I have long been stupefied by this idea that could make matters worse, otherwise, alleviate the atmosphere.

LOVE--- a complete happiness in proof and proved a great wretchedness. A word all in this world well knows, yet none knows well. It is the most valuable word to me, but the most abused term of all time. A passionate feeling that could either set everything straight, or set everything in complete disarray. It is an intriguing fact that could even set anyone into somewhere else in the world, perhaps, in a wonderland. It could make one’s life in a complete fantasy-brought-to-reality, yet put another into a dreadful cradle. How ironic love is.

YOU and I were just examples and victims of this fantasy called romantic love. A bizarre experience it had been for us. We’ve bear a reality beneath the fantasy. Many have shown me reasons to love. Different types of people showed their love, but only a few took my breath away. And only one has remained here in my heart, in my head, and in my soul?? Yes, someone got me off my feet. It’s YOU. And funny how we ended so fast and yet we stayed as close. I still can’t figure out why. Why I’ve fallen for you. . Until now. .. And yet I don’t know where it’s leading me to. But so sure am I that it is you. It is you who captivates my soul. It is you whom I think about, every day and every night. As stupid these words as they seem. But it’s true. It’s YOU.

And this is the monster inside me.. actually, it's eating me up little by little.I hope this monster won't consume the rest of me, my whole reality..Hindi ako EMO.. Adik lang talaga ako sa isang tao.. hehe :)