but so are the happy ones,

to be honest, I thought my life would be brand new,

but all that has happened is that, I lost you.

I want you back but I'm scared,

I'm not ready yet, no, never be,

to forget you, I've never dared,

for all I wanted is hold your hand at the sea.

I've liked other people,

and just like eveybody else, you are unique,

you've been able to handle me, and that's ample,

you held hands with me, who's a freak.

I miss you, that's what I want to tell you,

I love you, would you be able to feel that too?

At night, I try to forget you,

but even at crowded halls, it is you that I think of.

I tried to replace you, to be transparent,

but the very first guy I got attracted to my whole life,

hasn't been able to handle me as professional as you do,

maybe he can tame me, but he got to use a knife.

I have attachment issues that only I know of,

I'm scared to lose the people in my life,

scared they'd disappear by my side,

or that I'd be shoved.

Of all the people I am scared of losing, you're the only one who stayed,

held my hand and told me that it's going to be okay,

you shed light to darkness and wiped my tears,

dusted the way and lifted my aching feet.

I've done nothing in my life but cry,

since everyone only told me to jump off the cliff when I am at the edge,

I trust too much and that's the issue,

but you're the only one who caught me when I fell and moved me from the edge.

I'll never get used not having you by my side,

it's hard having attachment issues, damn, this doesn't feel right,

I cry less at night, thanks for the flashlight,

that you left by the bedside before you disappeared from my life.

Maybe the lesson I've learned from you is that,

I shouldn't be ashamed of who I am or what people would think of me,

I move my own body, I decide what should be done to it,

I am my own person, I should listen to myself too, yes baby.

I'd turn the next page for another chapter,

but it is never to forget you,

you are still part of my book, lingering in the special pages,

for you would always, and have been part of my life, that never changes.

- moving on is never an easy process but who said it never has an ending?