This is a poem that i wrote years ago....probably 12 years to be exact. I was going through an old website that I had once, reading the previous stuff that I had written. This made me smile though. Read it, and you'll understand.
And cringe.
Samang
I always know what to say,
I have it rehearsed in my head.
Know how I feel,
I've gone through this a million times.
Every nuance, every pause,
down to the fullest detail.
Prepared for everything;
a smile, a twirl of your hair, a frown, and a no.
But in my heart,
praying for that smile, and that shy nod.
Ecstasy.
I slowly approach.
I know where you are,
As I come closer,
I admire your face,
already imprinted in my memory, my heart.
And think of the little things
that makes you different from the rest.
You turn around and see me
Our eyes meet for a second;
I turn my head first,
my heart cannot maintain that gaze.
I lick my lips in nervousness and call out your name.
The sound of the sweet title leaves my lips.
My faltering voice cannot do it justice.
Everything begins to crumble
as I look upon your face.
Time becomes a breeze that
blows over my house of cards,
my well crafted plans
And as I turn to leave,
with a borrowed pen in hand,
frustration aimed at my clumsy self,
I hold the precious object in
God struck awe
And remember that I must return it.
Another opportunity.
Another plan.
On a side note, the title means death in Korean. However, in the context that I was using it, my friends and I used it like having a crush on someone. Yeah. Something is lost in the translation, I know.
