Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


An Elocution Of Preparedness


i must start training myself
to be alone

after all this is actually
a solo journey

i am imagining some what ifs

what if you will leave me?

what if, after realizing that your motives are not as pure as pearls
then i, too, must decide to
leave you for
good?

when we first met
i was lonely
and i told you that and you caressed my hair
put my head in the middle of
your bosom
and i felt warm and i for the first time
felt so secure
and then as usual
i put all my trust in you
believing that love
is all this about

that is, putting my heart at the mercy of your
hands

i've read it somewhere
sometimes
love does not work
just like in novels
betrayals as not
uncommon

and one night when you are soundly asleep
while i
suffer the cruelty of insomnia's
distrust
i feel the distance
between you and
me, it is like an ocean
and there are waves as big as houses
and we have become
to islands
struck by the tsunamis of our
changing outlooks
our so called need for
space

and i look at the stars outside my room
regaining the breaths of
fresh air
reinventing myself in that loneliness of
separate natures

oil and water
darkness and light that meet only at twilight

that oh well, we were not born together
we are different
and we can change
and we may decide to call it
'quits'

i savor silence
and i tell myself
welcome back old world
be ready
for what happens
tomorrow
morning

Submitted: Monday, February 25, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, February 26, 2013
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