Bless Villena

(12/26/1982 / Philippines)

How Could You Love Me?


How could you love me?

I am flawed
beyond belief
I am small and broken;
wounded still
Touched with shadows
that i keep
and yet you love me

I live with fear
day to day
I am Pride itself
half-vain, half-mad
hidden from life
a sorry child
and yet you love me

Do you see?
maybe not
You are with
the other me
The 'me' i try
to be for you
For you to love me

I want to change
and always be
a happy maiden
of tomorrow
And someday you
will have the 'me'
that you deserve to love

Submitted: Thursday, March 13, 2008
Edited: Sunday, March 16, 2008
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  • Melvin Banggollay (3/18/2008 3:56:00 AM)

    Great reflection of full of passionate interlude of your tender heart. What a great display of emotion in the life of poetry. thanks for sharing this, siste.

    best wishes,
    melvin (Report) Reply

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