Treasure Island

Charm Dionesio

(June 05,1985 / Philippines)

One Day


I know you are happy now
And I guess sky is the limit
I could see it in your eyes
Sparkling like glitters
I don't feel bad
My dream is for you
To be happy
One day
You will just be
Part of my past
You satisfied me with your love
I was too careless
I let you slipped away
But i never regret
With the decision
I have made
It may hurtful
But I enjoy the ride of life
The sun is still shining above me
The birds singing beautifully in the sky
And flowers blossom in the winter
Tons of opportunities may lies ahead
And who knows
One day
My day will come
To say goodbye
To my past
And one day
I could smile the way I do
A smile with happiness
And laughter with joy

Submitted: Friday, December 27, 2013

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