AMANTE DE LA LUNA

Sometimes, all is needed,

is someone who can love us with so much strength,

that we are reminded of our worth.

I guess, I was naive enough to believe my love

could sustain you.

And pretend that my hands around your chest,

will lighten the burdens of your regrets.

Seem the doubts made a home in your chest,

and you found yourself scrambling for the truth,

amidst the many words unsaid…

I did love you enough,

but it was hard for you to understand

the depth of my love…

or maybe, it was hard for you to accept

that you can be loved, deeply, for who you are…

I sometimes find agonizing seeing you

hanging on a promise I did not made…

I hope you understand,

it was not my duty to repair what was broken

within you…

and it wasn’t fair to expect you helping me to

put together my shattered pieces.

It’s too late now to embark in the guilt-seeking journey

of finding the one who failed…

but in my defense, I’ll tell you

that I have made peace with my demons,

and I have declared myself in love with you…

I will never be the one,

but I find contentment in always being myself…

because I can allow the impermanence of things,

feel less restricting

and start again…

and I’ll carry my love for you in my heart, as

I carry the child I once was…