I am worried about every single thing I shouldn't be worried about. <br />To once recall what you have said and promised; <br />my heart shivers even harder. <br />Not being your one and only is the problem, to think of. <br />Though, you're not my one and only either; I lied. <br />I am a hitch; someone who puts glories over others' love lives <br />but fails her heart in such trusting issues. <br /> <br />I have lots and loads of questions to ask, I know you'll be upset. <br />If I didn't write them down, just to have a look of you, they would've gone away. <br />In the end, I'd crumple the paper; not dare enough to. <br />Do you know just how much my heart shrieks whenever they're around you? <br />I'd die for love. Oh, I'd die. <br />Falling tears are now my friends; smiles are my fake ones. <br />Even dreams are not enough. <br /> <br />Listen. I can hear the air flowing right to my ears. <br />The breathing, the voice of ones I might know about: <br />'Stop questioning his love, my dear. Something good will happen.' <br />Wishful! Aah, then I remembered, they can feel what I feel. <br />I can smell you sometimes: a second of a day. <br />I cry so easily in the bathroom, along with the water I used to cover my tears. <br />Then I close my eyes; hoping I'll be awaken somehow.<br /><br />Criscentia Jessica Setiadi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/even-dreams-are-not-enough/
