Catch me

I saw you again today

Those eyes, they’re so sincere

Your smile, it’s so unfeigned

Your face — oh, royalty is a subtlety.

*

I spoke to you again today. 

Oh my Lord, those lips are so sultry

Your personality, so earnest

Your heart – sterling and undiluted.

*

I have smiled with you today. Yehey!

Those twinkles we put on our faces

Those moments we have shared

My, my my! Beautiful just as it is.

*

Yes, my love. 

Seeing you from an imagery is more than enough 

Though I wish someday I can feel that warmth

Feel that breath… that touch… that spark. 

*

Sorry, my love. 

To be honest, it is never enough

I want more, more of you. 

Your time. Your weekends. Your presence. 

*

No, wait. Want is a faux-pas cue

When I actually need you

I need the animated you close to me. 

Keep me company. Stay beside me. 

*

I’m not sure if you knew though

Or if you’ve read me before

I never wanted to plough in. Not at all.

Avoided you at all costs. Diverted my attention. 

*

Yes, for real!

Felt like you’re too-good-to-be-true then

Thought you’re a con 

Literally, like a seasoned handsome boondoggle. 

*

But then, things advanced. 

Unearthed your treasure troves. 

Known your echoes.

Discovered your hiccups

*

Vavavoom! Just like that, you got me there. 

Now all I want is to show you I care. 

Pinky swear, I want you to feel that I do really care. 

Oh God, I am so smitten. 

*

Though, at times, I cannot help but feel pain. 

The sitch, the circumstance got me thinkin’

And when you start blurting her – not the past but the present

Abysmal. Deep cut. Through and through sting. 

*

What can I do. It is what it is. 

So, come now. I am waitin’. 

Then you can take a look at my inner bein’. 

See and hear what it screams.

*

I have fallen. 

Editor’s Note: I have never met K or I don’t even know who is K but I have a feeling that my future will be K – as in OK. K?

11 thoughts on “Catch me”

  1. I’m sure this unfiltered, one of your midnight bubble thoughts, Nak? You want my 2-cents?

    When you fall and he catches you, that is good. But if he keeps you, treat you like a delicate flower, water you to grow, bloom and not leave to wither, then praise the good Lord He is for keep. Nak, God bless you, your heart and your intention and May your dad guide you always. I love you and always look after yourself.

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        1. Agoy! Here we go again. I’m not K. K is a male, tall, handsome but not dark. But if you’re referring to K identical to FINE — yes I am really am. Like my soul is happy. No maoy episodes or anything like that. Let me keep the sweet moments by myself for now.. he he then I’ll share it with you. He he he.

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    1. You know what, I was rereading this comment and then I realise someone who wrote this has a very deep scar on his heart. The world “slave” here is too strong (like Herculean kind of strong) and it just really irks me, no kidding! We are only given a very short time to live our lives so let’s make it worthwhile. It means that we should focus on putting value to ourselves and never let anyone treat us a slave! Luxury value and not a nil, just to be clear. So start weeding out those people who don’t appreciate, support and value you. Leave! You are precious. You should be taken good care of in a very delicate and graceful manner cos you (yes you) deserve that and all the love in between. Look after yourself and keep yourself warm in this cold weather. 😍

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      2. I remembered this heartfelt thoughtful piece of advise and thought I should remind the writer of it.

        Sometimes we get so overwhelmed by a presence in our life that we get caught up in putting all of our efforts in trying to be the safe haven for that special someone, that we forget to look after ourselves. Yes, companionship is nice, but does it provide the everyday heart warming comfort we need to survive? Or is it just something that gets us through each day, until we get knocked out at night, just for all of it to start over at the rising of the sun?

        Aren’t you just a slave to the provider of that physical presence, minimising all that is lacking to make it a true loving relationship? Like a helpless addict emphasising the benefits of the drug of his choice, even though he knows it’s slowly eating him up from the inside out?

        Be at peace with yourself. Leave the past behind. Learn to live together with you, yes you, just you. Because then you will truly be ready when love arrives, for it will be just that, and not the next temporary physical companion embarking on your journey for a while. 

        And above all, never forget who was and is always there when you need them, for they see past your flaws and mean nothing but the best for you. Maybe that is your true safe haven during your journey of life?

        I was, am and will always be here for you .. no matter where your ship sails. 

        So first, find yourself, and then love will truly find you in all its glory.

        With unconditional love,
        K

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        1. Dear K:

          As I pen down these words, my heart wrestles with a tempest of emotions. Distance separates us, and yet, your presence lingers in the corners of my thoughts. The memories of our past haunt me—the moments when you didn’t show up, leaving me adrift in uncertainty. Those scars run deep, etching trauma into my soul.

          And yet, here we are—the best of friends. You illuminate my days, a beacon of warmth and understanding. Our laughter, shared secrets, and late-night conversations—they weave a tapestry of companionship that I cherish. But fear creeps in, insidious and relentless. What if our fragile bond shatters? What if I lose you—the friend who knows my heart’s whispers?

          Where would I seek refuge when hurt knocks at my door? You’ve become my sanctuary, a safe haven where vulnerability finds solace. But what if that sanctuary crumbles? The thought terrifies me, for losing you would be akin to losing a part of myself.

          So, I tread cautiously, balancing hope and trepidation. Perhaps, in this delicate dance, we’ll find a way—a path where friendship blooms, unyielding, and love, if it chooses to arrive, will recognize us both.

          With unwavering affection,

          The Writer

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