Coffee Joint

I remember it perfectly, the way you rest your elbows on the table, the way you held your drink. I remember it perfectly, the booth where we sat, that little corner where you had rest your back. I remember it perfectly, the things you said, the way you smiled at me. I remember it perfectly, by looking at you, I knew how much you meant to me. I remembered it perfectly how the look on your face implied you had no clue, you make me fall in everything you do.


Cliff Hanger

After our little stroll

We sat on a bench nearby

And then talked for a little while


Winter’s breeze passed us by

I knew the time was running out

My feelings I have to say out loud


All the things I meant to say

I poured them out

All along your way


You held me in your embrace

And a little longer

I wish we’ve stayed


It was too much to think about

I know that full well

I left you with no words to say


Yes, I will give you time

I will wait till you need

But what should I make of us?


There was this moment

I realized it was you,

it’s you I want to be with

it’s you I saw my life with.


It was so perfect as I see

a future with you and me.

Growing old with you

like it was always meant to be.


These are all what-could-be’s

and just a bunch of maybe’s

I’ve also thought of what-if-not’s,

if we ever draw the line in friendship.


If we aren’t meant to be — and

only as friends we’ll ever be

I know I’ll be okay, because

God has a plan for me.


Imperfect Child


I’m not a perfect child

Your dreams I can’t achieve

I am child with flaws

that I do admit


Have you ever tried

To see what makes me smile?

Have you ever cared

About things that make me cry?


I try to understand

But sometimes it’s too much

What goes on your mind

I don’t believe in such


You try to take away

What matters to my heart

You don’t give me a say

Now it makes us fall apart


I’ve done quite a few

And thought you would be proud

As I try to talk to you

You start to bring me down


I still try to live up to you

But nothing ever seems enough

I chose a path I want to live

And that’s not up to you.


A question always lingers

somewhere in my mind,

were you ever proud of me,

will you ever be?