With a smile, simply, I gazed upon you

Disregarded thoughts, feelings that were true

What I thought you thought of me I should be

‘Though authentic I could have been I knew

 

Zillion words essentially pertinent

Consequential, or insignificant

Conceivably… certainly said in jest

Haphazardly frivolous, indifferent

 

On reflection, heartfelt words left unsaid

Together, difference we would have made

Lost resolve and courage, I hesitated

Filled only with doubts, emptiness instead

 

Infinite sense of inadequacy

Dread, anxiety—illimitably

Aloud supposedly but barely said

Words I wish I brought to life remained… dead!

 

© Anna Jailene Aguilar

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