Your Heart...

I may not know the words to say

That will take your breath away,

Nor do I know what to do

To show you how I feel is true.

I may not know how to make it last

But you know of my chequered past.

Yet, you’re still here talking to me

That’s infinitely more than what I could foresee.

You’re looking for signs that this might be true;

That I truly do love you.

You don’t know if you’ll feel the same

And may think this is all just a game.

Verily, while you’ve been through hell

And there are some things that you can’t tell;

It isn’t because you don’t trust me well,

You wanna be sure that your heart has a place for me to dwell.

Nonetheless, I’m still here by your side

And by the laws of etiquette and courtesy shall I abide.

Far from wanting to be a bad dream or living nightmare,

You’re looking for someone with whom everything you’ll share.

I am not the sort to do the whole

“I will promise you everything” part

But, honey, I will not fold

For in this hand, I want to win your heart…

Last Reprieve...

If one day,

I forget all words to say,

And I should lose my way,

By my side, I pray you'll stay.

Remember all the times you smiled,

Remember the joy you felt when

We talked of plans for the future.

Most of all, remember how much I loved you then.

If one day, I should go,

I pray you know how much I love you so.

Know that I am at peace then

And know that by your side, I will stand.

Remember all that we used to do,

Remember that you were loved too,

Remember all that I'd write for you,

Most of all, remember that everything I said was true.

If one day, you should find yourself alone,

Think of the times we'd talk on the phone.

Think of how we'd often speak in loving tones,

With words so sweet, we'd feel soft to our bones.

Worry no more and rest your weary head,

For it is no fit way to honour the dead.

Laugh, dance, sing, and please try

Your very best not to cry.

If one day, I should leave,

Wear not your sadness on your sleeve.

I beg that you do not grieve

You were my one last reprieve.

Second Chance...

It’s not often that I find myself in love,

But this time it is true.

For every time we talk,

I feel myself falling even more for you.

I’m sure you’ve heard all the lines before,

About how pretty you are,

Or how much they truly adore you,

Or perhaps even compared you to a beautiful star.

I know not of what I can offer you,

Only to say that what I feel is true;

That maybe, just maybe, it’ll last your whole life through

And that you’ll have a life free of rue.

It’s not just the sweet sound of your voice

Or the way you smile;

But when you laugh in joy,

Oh, how you make it all worthwhile.

I haven’t had much luck this life

And though I’ve been through untold strife;

I’m still afraid I’ll scare you away

With the things I do or say.

Here’s to hoping you’ll take my hand,

Whisper to me that you understand,

That everything will be fine

And that you’ll be mine.

In return, I promise to stay

By your side, come what may,

To make you happy each and every day,

To never stray,

And to cherish you in every way.

For You...

Something in your eyes

And the way you look tonight.

Makes me smile and forget my sighs

Honey, you put the moon to shame in its light

Using only your skin, so fair.

It’s always these little things

Like how you always seem to care;

It’s all these little things that dulls life’s stings.

Moon...

When you look up to the sky tonight,

Can you see the moon so bright?

Does it bathe you in its light?

I imagine it would be a beautiful sight.

You need not have to show

Nor tell of your past

For it to know

Your pain so vast.

So sit by my side

As the moon smiles down on us

And I offer you my ears

Or capture you in a verse.

 

You hide your troubled soul

Hoping that I wouldn't see

Just how broken and cold

You can be.

 

You're looking for someone

Who can help you

Make peace with what's done,

And maybe, walk with you too.

 

You say you're alright alone;

That's all you'll let yourself show,

Because you're afraid they'll leave you

If and when they know.

 

Like I said, the moon sees it all,

From your pain to your fears.

So, don't be afraid should you fall

For I'll be there to wipe your tears.

I can't promise you an eternity,

But I can promise you my life,

If only to see life treats you with lenity

And to reduce your strife.

True Love?

So, my feed is once again filled with "x-things to feel when it's love" or "what love should feel like" or, the most common, "what being in love feels like".

Let's take one of them to see just how attuned such self-professed 'experts' truly are to the human condition.

Here's a list of 11 things creatively entitled "If Your Partner Doesn't Make You Feel These 11 Ways, It Isn't True Love". Shall we take it for a little test run to see how well it'll hold up against the MASSIVELY VARIED definitions of love that currently exists?

I think I shall, so without further ado, let's crack on with numbero uno(number one, in plain, ordinary English).

1) This person should make you happy.
-Right, while Mr. McDonalds makes me happy whenever I have a Double Cheeseburger or for that matter, Wendy's with her Double Baconator, it doesn't make me wanna marry them straight away and furthermore, I think they're in it for the profit rather than the customer satisfaction in this age of consumerism.
-Also, Hideo Kojima, Shuyo Murata, and Hidenari Inamura are the writers of Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain, and playing it made me happy that they were born in the first place and are able to grace this world with their abilities, but, again, it doesn't make me want to marry them. Therefore, it is totally possible to have someone make you happy in an unrelated "I'm-so-not-going-to-marry-you" kind of a way. Furthermore, it would be a tad too far to say that it's true love that I feel for these people who make me happy.

2) This person should make you excited about life.
-Herein lies the worst criterion of all. Consider this, your pot dealer supplies you with something that once consumed will make you excited and happy about life. Is it true love then that you and your dealer have?
-Surely, when the new iPhone comes out, that'll have you not only excited about the phone but about how it'll benefit your lifestyle and hence, by further extension, your own life. Now, that being said, why didn't millions of you go marry Steve Jobs when he was alive; surely he made you excited about life, didn't he?
-This is why this criterion is shit, why is it that YOU should be the only one to feel excited about life? Yes, millions of you probably wanted to marry Steve Jobs while he lived, but the bigger question is - will he want to marry you.

3) This person should make you feel at peace with yourself.
-So, this person should make me feel...basically alright with what you've done with your life and your life choices thus far....I know just the person who is so chilled with what I've done so far that he'll give me a high-5 when I see him. Oh, he's called Jesus...maybe you've heard of him? He's kind of a big name usually celebrated around the 25th of December. Now, I wonder why I can't marry him....hmmmmm

4) This person should make you feel secure
-This one is easy enough to knock. Go marry a security guard, there's security for life. Failing which, you can always consider an engineer husband. The work hours suck but at least there's the reassurance that, if and when required, he can build you the safest house you'll ever need.

5) This person should give you hope
-This is broadly defining teachers for some absurd reason. You know those teachers you grew up with who'll teach you and impart just enough knowledge to give you hope that you can pass in this hopeless world? Judging from the last part of my sentence, I obviously had some eye-openning teachers rather than those who inspired hope. Nonetheless, lesson learnt - go get it on with a teacher.

6) This person gives you courage
-EASY = Jack Daniel's. Ever felt the need for some of that 'Dutch' courage...or any sort of courage at all?

7) This person should spark your curiosity
-Now, this is a weird one in that the person should only 'spark' your curiosity. There is no mention as to whether he has to sate your curiosity. That said, you're essentially on a lookout for "The Riddler" as your future husband. Good luck to you there and don't mind me while I sign you in to the nearest asylum.

8) This person should make you feel comfortable in your own skin
-This might be a bit of a no brainer but surely the best person to have me feel most comfortable in my own skin would obviously be me, myself, and I. Who else might one consider to make them feel comfortable in their own skin? Is there some sort of after-sales support for humans who have skin that God didn't quite measure on their bodies perfectly before sending them to earth...hang on, that's probably why "The Body Shop" exists, it all makes sense now.

9) This person should make you feel lucky
-I'll say it right now, 'feeling lucky' and 'getting lucky' are two totally different things. Also, you should probably stay away from guys who own pets named "Lucky" and then later get you to feel "Lucky". That being said, the only charming guy I know to have asked if anyone was feeling lucky was "Clint Eastwood" and his catchphrase of "Do you feel lucky?"

10) This person should make you feel worried
-This....would be all of my students. Let me be one of the millions of English teachers the world over to say that everytime I look at my students' exam papers and their answers, it fills me with worry to no end.

11) This person should sometimes make you feel sad
-Refer to my response for number (10).

Want to hear a joke?

It all starts in '93

With the birth of a bloke

Who grew to be as hated as can be.

In heaven, God proclaimed,

Let there be unity.

So the people blamed

And hated him in unanimity.

Family, Friends, Enemies,

They became one and the same.

Even after a lifetime of therapies,

He still thought life was a game.

Then one day, he spoke,

I know who amongst you I can trust.

Whom, when I am down or broke

Would not leave me to rot and rust.

God, they say, had a purpose for him.

Yet, time and again, he failed to see

Just exactly what it could be

Except maybe for comedy.