It was supposed to be just a coffee date
An endless talk for hours to catch up with time
But then it was just a perfect time to chill
Ended up to see her friend to a bar
She sang a song and it was nice
A voice and a face like angel, a killer smile
Then finally I see myself into silence
Realizing too many thoughts
But getting back myself once again
I see lyrics and poems again
I hear music though it was just a talk
I see verses with her smile, it kills me
The feeling I’ve lost... but the feeling I fear
We dance, we laugh, and we communicate
Who is this girl, and why is she here?
I’m afraid... and im doing a good job pretending
That I’ll never fall for those sweet things in life and dating
And look at me here again with my pen
Writing poems, humming melodies on my head
Though never expecting of anything from anything
But I know I got to thank her for giving it back to me
Though she was unaware of what she did
But I thank God for that Coffee date
No more pretentious smile, this is real
Thanking those who shed light to me again
Making my life worth living…
Hoping that for somehow I’ve also touched her life…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice ending, huh? ! ... goodluck =)