GAYUMA

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
oh my! first time posting a poem here, i hope it's not bad (???) comment please lovey dovey!!

Submitted: March 30, 2014

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Submitted: March 30, 2014

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Gayuma*

 

"Will it work?" I asked the old man

No words nor expression, he handed me the crystal bottle

It looks tempting and mysterious

After paying and thanking the old man

I walked away

"This is it. My dream come true"

-

At home, I waited for him

Sitting on my bed, my mother saw me

"He's downstairs, looking handsome as always"

Adrenaline rushed within my veins

"This is it. Go or not"

-

Walking down the wooden stairs

I tried to keep a steady pace

Hiding the bottle at my back

I hope he can't see

The tense and secret behind the forced smile of me

-

I stopped my track and breathe deeply

Then saw him coming inches closer

And closer to me

Shortening the gap between us

With his signature smirk, he teased me

-

I tried to avoid his gaze

But he held me by my shoulders

That forced me to look straight into his eyes

Slowly watching his lips said the three impossible words

-

"I love you Jessica"

"Please be my girlfriend"

All said by my bestfriend

-

The bottle slipped from my hand

And contacted with the floor

Creating sharp breaking noise

It's magical liquid content spilled

Painting red on the carpet

-

I was frozen in place

Finding no word to say

He said them again

Realizing I'm not dreaming

"I love you Jessica"

"Please be my girlfriend"

-

Without second thought

I brought myself up

And kissed him

My bestfriend

My love

-

Thinking true love

Don't have to use magic spell or potion

It will come to you

And only feel them when the right time comes

-

The story of my first love

Will be solemnly strengthened

Today, my wedding day!

-

Reminiscing those times has always been refreshing

Life has always and will always be good

With Ronnie

My bestfriend

My love

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Sitting on the bed

And waiting for the time;

Inside his room

I watched myself in the mirror

Looking elegant in white gown

-

As I picked the brush that fell on the floor

Something bright caught my attention

Something familiar

Kept and hidden under my bestfriend's bed

-

Upon seeing the object

Makes everything around me to stop moving

Like the fragile mirror breaking apart

Caused by a stone thrown to me so hard

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The thing I once have

And tried to use for the sake of love

Was instead used on me

By my bestfriend

Not my love

 

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*Gayuma is a Filipino word for love potion.


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