It's Raining again....

It's raining again..
but only in your place.
here, in a place where I choose to bury my roots,
I just survived a storm.
I just gathered all that is left for me.
I thought I lost it all but here I am,
alive.
I thought of celebrating it with you,
I thought of your embrace giving me warmth after the cold rainy nights..
But it's raining again.
Now, it's in your place.
I want to run to you,
to cover you against the storm.
and hold your hand as the water slowly drown all that you are.
I want to love you til the sun shine again.
or maybe we'll watch the dark clouds,
and hear the thunders roaring,
but silently we'll thank the Lord for having this special gift,
to be serene and calm despite the rain.
to be strong and faithful despite the uncertainty of tomorrow..
to be with each other despite the hardships.

But it's raining again..
and I can't be where you are..


As I look up I called out for the clouds,
and the lightnings and thunders,
and the raindrops as tiny as my tears began to fall..
I smiled despite it all..
for at least, if I can't be with you tonight..
at least I know we're still moving under the same sky..

It's raining again..
even in my place..
just like where you are..


Smile.
Smile for me..
for when this storm stop,
I'll be somewhere near your place..
drowned with your laughter,
freezing with your stare..

The child in me..

There is this child in me
I'm afraid for people to see.
Because she's needy and weak,
sometimes she's afraid to be hit with a stick.
she trembles with the sound of thunder,
and gets so frightened at a sign of danger.
she's small and bleak,
sometimes she's too scared to speak.
But she's also simple and kind hearted.
Sometime's stubborn and hard headed.
She enjoys having simple things.
she laughs a lot when you pull the right strings.
She's sweet like a candy,
somehow too dainty.
She's a half lady,
and the other half baby.
She's gullible and forgiving.
She thinks everyone's just kidding.
She's often not taken seriously,
sometimes she'll take that tearfully.
Momma said she trusts so easily,
but she thinks she's just doing things nicely.
She's impatient and unsteady,
always leaving behind her teddy.
She never fails to amaze me.
sometimes i wanna kill her softly.
Or maybe I dis as I grow up slowly.
She disappeared along with her dolly.
Now there's no more pony,
just me and my being lonely.
It makes me wonder how just time fly so speedily.