Comments about Robert Uy
I lost my first thought in the morning
I lost my prayer in the night
I lost the only joy of living
I lost the direction of my life
I lost what eased troubles of the day
I lost what gave weekends most pleasure
I lost what was constant in yesterdays
I lost what was to be the future
I lost confidence in my ways
I lost the swagger in my walk
I lost what parts all colors from gray
I lost whom I loved most
I lost you.
In the beginning, we were acquaintances;
not so close as to be
good, but precious enough to cherish,
to not lose. But Eros, he
had other plans, and stirred my
heart to desire beyond what was.
I searched for reasons to not
fall in love with her, but
saw only reasons why I should.