Can you be with me?

Love has been kept safe with trust..
But I screwed around, loved around..


People say all these things about me, 
True.. Yet, untrue in the most truest of ways.


My choices were made, and I am not proud of them..
It doesn't mean that I can erase them, but what I've done is to learn..


Learn that love could still exist, learn that love can still forgive..
learn that love could still cure, learn that love could still be committed, learn that love can trust against all odds and still be proven right!


I feel a living proof, seen other's claims from their Ivory Towers
Crumbling and falling unto dust, swept away with winds of Time..


While, I stayed, even after being immersed in waters ruddy of mud's dirt,
Still being able to pull myself out, heart and soul untouched, innocent..


I could bring the heavens down for you; The question that remains
On my lips and in my eyes is - 'Can you be with me?'






Can you still be with me,

Love.. Is it so hard to find?

What makes it so difficult to fine love? 
What makes it so hard to classify love true? 


Why are there so many imperfections in the time and space?
Why are there so much differences between desires and actuality?


Why is it that you like someone whom you just met under the rain for something petering?
Why is it that your love, or is now was, gives you a call and you melt and was was, and is now is? 


How has it been that you can stand up against the whole world to believe in someone you love?
How could it be that with all the cracks, you see your own good character's reflection in the other's mirror?


Love... is it that hard to find? ... No,
It's hard to love someone with love true.

Where did love go?

Is it that love is lost forever? Are people's heart churned by money, as their brains are?

Why is it you so believe in that guy so much, that'll he be there for you, that'll he care for you, and he'll come to see you off at the airport at his promise...

And at eleventh hour, he doesn't. Simply backs out?

And you feel black.

Where did love go? You begin to wonder...