(photo credit: http://www.mrwallpaper.com/)
Pouring out hot water for my morning coffee to
Warm myself up during this chilly hour of the day, I
Would step back unconsciously into that distant reverie:
The luscious smile you would often wear whenever you pass
By that hallway – it flusters always my dopey soul, it always
Works like coffee, exactly like coffee.
Abruptly, this sweet reverie is shattered, just as this drink’s
Bitterness harshly opened my eyes: though my heart beats towards your
Direction, yours beats towards hers.
—— ❤ ❤ ——- —— ❤ ❤ ——- —— ❤ ❤ ——-
This acrostic poem is dedicated to my high school crush – a crush I so admired long ago. Now that I’m reminiscing it, I’m kinda curious why I liked him – cause he’s handsome? Cause he has a great singing voice accompanied by a charming talent (which is playing the guitar)? his breath-taking smile? perhaps the nearest guess would be — I liked him cause I was looking for a Kuya (big bro) figure (cause I’m the ate, eldest sis)… But, he’s already taken, so yeah…I had to move on.