Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: Minsan may isang taong mahal na mahal ka pero kahit magpakamatay ka pa hindi ka pa rin nya mamahalin
This person I hate the most.
I hate it whenever I see you
walking with that person hand in hand.
I hate it whenever I hear you
talking with that person soft and slow.
I hate it whenever I caught you
staring with that person eyes to eyes.
I hate it whenever I found you
smiling with that person warm and sweet.
I hate it whenever I think of you
while that person is whom you're thinking of.
I hate it whenever I dream of you
while that person is whom you're dreaming of.
But what can I do?
I can't even blame that person.
Can't even curse-hatred
just because you've chosen that person over me.
It is your choice that I can not change.
And what can I do when I only love you?
All I have is my love for you,
What is the essence of loving you
when I can't claim you mine?
All I can do is to love you.
Nothing else, there's no you.
Which makes me hate this person inside me.
This person I hate the most from still loving you.
The hell I want you, I NEED YOU....