On the overpass.
Endless lights against
The darkening sky with
Scattered pink and
violet colors.
Cool breeze
Yet a warmth
Undefined
When thoughts of you
invade my mind.
I look down
Thousands of light
pairs
From cars plying the
road down.
Crowded streets,
Too many people.
“In this world
inhabited by billions of people,
What are the chances
that I will see you again?”
Always in my thoughts.
I don’t even remember
what you look like,
[Only you were a
rosy-cheeked happy boy]
I even committed a
grave sin
Of forgetting your
name.
Was it Emmanuel? [Something
like that]
I only remember those
times when
We were seatmates in 2nd
grade.
Then we became friends.
It’s all Johnny Bravo’s
fault.
Or maybe Cow and
Chicken’s.
Before you came, I only
loved
Ninja Robots, Yaiba,
and Dexter.
But you danced to me
that silly dance,
Calling out, “Hey,
momma!”
Silly, silly boy you
were,
But you sure did create
a special memory
Which until now I
cherish and hold dear.
I wonder if you still
are that
Cheerful, lively lad.
I wonder if you dance
for a different lady now.
Either way I do hope
you are happy
Wherever you are.
The thoughts of you
make me smile
In times of loneliness.
And for that, I can
only
Wait for the fates to
make our paths cross again.
I don’t remember the
first words you said,
Heck, I must admit I
couldn’t hear
Your sweet little
voice.
Everyday I wonder why
you wouldn’t want
Your angelic voice be
clearly heard.
Or maybe that’s why I
find it all the more
Endearing, adorable
Because it is so
difficult to get the words you say.
I remember the iced tea
The offer to treat me
lunch
I remember talking
about animé,
You loved Gundam Seed,
Yaoi, and you said
You play the piano.
I have always longed
for the time
I would sit on your
feet while you play
Chopin’s Etude in E
Tristesse
[If it’s not too much
to ask]
I remember those chicken
sandwiches and thought
Life would be so
wonderful if
I could wake up
everyday with sandwiches you
Lovingly prepare.
I wish I could tell you
how much
It hurts having this
heart keep
Memories of you:
Your plump [sexy for me]
figure
Your quirky, childlike
ways
Your words of
encouragement…
And for that, I can
only
Wait for the fates to
make our paths cross again.
I remember our first
encounter.
I was awed, impressed
Okay, a bit
intimidated.
I conjured images of
you in my mind.
[Only the fact that you
have curly hair is correct]
I remember one time
You changed your avatar
into Tuxedo Mask
Sailormoon’s lover.
Maybe I was assuming a
lot
It made me giddy
Because I have always
proclaimed,
“Dea lvnae svm!”
And so, I deeply wish
you
And I would meet one
day
In China, in Canada,
doesn’t matter.
Just let me see you in
person
Even for just one
second.
Then I think I’d know
bliss
from the workings of
fate.
And for that, I can
only
Wait for the fates to
make our paths cross.
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