Published by: Faith Villaluna
Date Published: August 21, 2023
Time Published: 8:10 AM
Category: Poetry
I can still remember it.
The day I first saw you.
It was one rainy night.
I was sitting right next to a park.
I was holding my guitar,
strumming it as I close my eyes.
And then I felt you,
you sat beside me.
I can feel your curious glances piercing through me.
I looked back as I opened my eyes.
And there I saw your dark hazel eyes that sent chills to my spine.
It was at that moment that I knew, I want to strum my guitar only for you.
And now we're here at the same park.
It's raining and it's the same sky.
I am holding the same thing, the same guitar.
I am looking at you with deep longing within my eyes.
You sat at the same place, but the warmth faded away.
I looked at the same pair of eyes, it still sent the same chills at my spine.
The sad tears that make the prettiest kaleidoscope in your eyes.
I smiled softly as I held my guitar.
As I promised, for you, I'll strum.
My fingers glide through the strings, and then I close my eyes.
Feeling empty deep inside as I strum for you one last time.
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