Do I still want you back?
When you’re the first person Who told me what real love is,
That love will not let you fall sleep, in the middle of the night,
Where you can still feel the boggling crazy butterflies,
In the middle of the night, I want to see your smile.
I want to see your face,
Like a sunshine that brightens up my day
Where I can feel the summer breeze in this cold winter sleigh
I want to hold your hand, your hand which is perfectly made With mine,
I don’t want to see any dickward holding it, it’s just only mine.
I was once a flower with no fragrance, thorny and dry
Too pale so no one’s rooting for me, not a single butterfly
But in the middle of nowhere, one lost butterfly just dropped by
Having a kaleidoscope wings, which turn my petals into pink skies.
I was once a caterpillar, too small, and slow
But it’s your leaves, that makes me develop and grow
With a kaleidoscope colors from your untidy stings
You are the one behinds these, behind these tints of my wings.
But do I still want you back?
When you made me realize what the realest thing about love,
That love will not let you fall asleep, in the middle of the night,
Due to late arguments, none stop doubts about the other girl from afar
In the middle of the night, my tears are falling from my skinny eyes.
I LOVED YOU, But you didn’t stay
You didn’t listen on the words I wanted to say
“YOU’RE LYING, I HATE YOU” were those the only words you could ever say?
Oh come on honey, why did you push me away?
No, i didn’t, Maybe we didn’t
Didn’t find our happy place
When I gave you the whole universe, but still you need some space
I feel alienated, the black hole is coming over me, little by little
Little by little, I’m losing my moon, losing every light in my dark old room.
TO THE MOON AND BACK, REMEMBER?
To the moon and back, I dreamed of us forever
I remember when your name was the favorite word that I could ever utter,
But, maybe forever only last for months, or days, or maybe just a second,
And maybe this moon are just hiding from the pride of clouds, hoping it’s not yet over
Do I still want you back?
When every time we say good night,
it feels like we’re saying goodbye
When every time you say, “I will never leave you”,
It feels like I’m listening to a sugar-coated lie
Believe me I’m not lying when I say,
“I love you like all the rain drops that fall in a summer thunder storm”
I miss you like how I wanted to see the sun on a cloudy day, on a stormy day.
I want you back.
Maybe I want you back,
Like how my petals fall over on the path,
when I’m in love with the wind.
And you’re the wind, That blows my fragile heart away,
That shattered into pieces, I wanted to escape.
I wanted to make you stay, But love have showed me how the world changed in just one glimpse, In just one mistake. Wish I hugged you longer, and kissed you like it’s the end of the world, But I am no superman, nor a man with cape; still you’re my kryptonite.
WE LOVED EACH OTHER SO MUCH, DIDN’T WE?
MAYBE? I MEAN OF COURSE. I DON’T KNOW.
Maybe humans are right, that love is red,
flowers, hearts, kisses, roses, you.
But they never knew that pain is also red,
bruises, scars, wounds, blood, you.
DO I STILL WANT YOU BACK?
This is a spoken word poetry supposedly done by 2 persons.
Bold = Both
Art work by: Paula Bonet