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Dear my beloved ex,

Dear my beloved ex, Someone said one day I'm gonna thank you for this. But I feel like I should thank you now. I'd like to thank you for being such an honest and wonderful boyfriend. I'd like to thank you for every moment we shared. I'd like to thank you for your love and care. I'd like to thank you for your truthful and your trustworthy. I'd like to thank you for your support and your sympathy. I'd like to thank you for all the lovely gifts. I'd like to thank you for those amazing trips. I'd like to thank you for those beautiful flowers. I'd like to thank you for those sweet messages. I'd like to thank you for those incredible nights. I'd like to thank you for always being by my side. I'd like to thank you for all the lively and witty conversation. I'd like to thank you for all the enjoyable recreations. I'd like to thank you for your kindness and sweetness. I'd like to thank you for your coldness and harshness. I'd l...

My poem...no.39

My poem... I might not be a good daughter but I'm trying to be as good as I can. I might not be a good lover but I will love you as much as I can. I might not be a good worker but I will work as hard as I can. I might not be a good writer but I will try as much as I can. I might not be good listener but I will listen to you as much as I can. I might not be a good talker but I will try to talk as much as I can. I might not be a very good friend but I promise to be as good as I can. I might not be a good person but this is the much I can...Yosita Anita V. Yosita Anita V.

My poem..."a little bird"

My poem..."a little bird" A little bird in a dusty cage... She's looking out to a blue sky and wonder... How nice it would be... To spread out her beautiful wings and fly as high as she can... To travel the world to any where she wants... To enjoy a scenery any where her heart desires... To drown herself in fluffy cloud... A little bird in a dusty cage... She's looking back in her empty space... There's no food in a bowl... No water but her tears... A little bird in a dusty cage... She's looking out to an apple tree... Only if she could reach it... Only if she found the key... Yosita Anita V. Sent from my iPhone

My poem...no.37

How badly do I want to be with you? How much do I need to feel you? How crazy am I about you? How madly am I in love with you? Just to be at the same place... To breath the same air... To feel your heart beats... To feel your body heat... To see your lovely smile... To look into that pretty brown eyes... To hear your soft and sweet voice...Just the undying "need" of wanting to be with you...That's how much I am crazy madly badly in love with you...Yosita Anita V. Sent from my iPhone

My poem...no.36

Your love is like drug... Which make me wanting for more. Your passion is like fire... Burning my heart like never happen before. Your kisses...incontrollable. Your touch...irresistible. Your love is like rain... Pouring into my thirsty heart. Your passion is like sun... Shining through all my darkest part. Your kisses... Your touch... Like a cool breeze...blowing the heat away. Like a hurricane...blowing my mind away.Your love... Your passion... Your kisses... Your touch... I've just never had enough. Sent from my iPhone

my poem..."Someone like you"

Someone like you... who loves me for who I am, not for who I used to be or who I'm going to be. Someone like you... Who's always there for me... When I need a shoulder to cry on. Someone like you... Who listens to all my problems and never judge. Someone like you... Who always care and welcome me... With your opened arms and your warmed heart. Someone like you... Who would love to share your part. Someone like you... Who can handle my good and my worst. Someone like you... Who will hold me tight even when there's no reason. Someone like you... Who says "I love you" just because you want to... Not because you have to. Someone like you... Who can make me smile every time when I think of you. Someone like you... Who's the present and the present of everyday. Someone like you... Who can be the light to bright up my day. Someone like you... Who will hold my hand and guide me the way. Who can be strong when I'm tired and weak. Someone like you... That's all ...

my poem...no.34

You say you love me and I believe with all my heart... You ask me to wait patienly and play my part... You say you want me but in the same time you have her by your side. What do you expect? That I pretend to be deaf and blind? Have a look at me now and say if you really care. Have a look at me now and lie to me if you dare. Have a look at me now... Do you hear I'm crying? Do you see my tears? You can stop it all...You can stop it all... You can stop me from falling... Deeper and deeper into my fear. I'm afraid of loosing you. I'm afraid to loose it all. Have a look at me now... Do your hear my heart is cracking? Do you see it's bleeding? You can stop it all...You can stop it all... You can stop my heart from burning... But if only hurting me that's all you care. Then set up a fire... Kill me slow with your love... Burn me to dead with your lie... Yosita Anita V.

my poem...no.33

You don't need to give me diamond as it means nothing much more than your heart. You don't need to give me flowers as it soon falls apart. You don't need to give me sweet as though the taste soon fades away. You don't need to give me any present as you are the present of every day. You don't need to bring me the moon or stars. I just want you to be who you are. The person I love and always will be. Just only that person who stands right there in front of me. Just only that person....that's all I need... Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."Take me..."

Take me... As I owe you for... Every drops of blood that running through my veins. Every drops of tears that I've cried. Every part of me if your could rip it all off. Every pieces of me if you don't have enough. Take me... For all the love and hope that I have left. For all the care, only if you care. For all the sadness and happiness. For all the wonderful and hurtful memories. For the wild spirit. For the lost soul. For the lonely heart. Take me... And when you done, could you leave me in peace... ...please... Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."My beautiful lover"

The sun came kissing my bare skin this morning. A pretty girl's lying peacefully in my bed. Birds were happily singing outside my windows. A scent of Lavender still lingers in the room. Oh, my pretty lady... I was fascinated by her natural beauty. Sunlight's shining on her perfect figure. As I drew a line down her flawless silky skin, I felt a tingling on the tip of my fingers. I love kissing her luscious lips. As much as I love the curve of her sexy hip. But every time I kissed her solf sweet petals, I thought of you. Every time I hold her in my arms, I thought of you. The spicy scent of her perfume just only reminded me of yours. The touch of her couldn't compare to yours. The way you passionately heated me up... The way you moved through my entire body. The way you lead me through the whole night. And the way you made me reach new unknown hights... Oh, my beautiful lover... It's such a painful pleasure, just to think of you. Longing for your touch... Endless hunger f...

my poem..."The empty place"

The place is so empty... I still remember when there was you and me... I still recall how it used to be... When there was a sound of giggling and laughing... When the room was filled with love... When there was pictures of you and me hung on the wall... When there was our footprints on the floor... The place is so empty now... It's like there's something missing, some how... Though the scent of you still hang in the air... Your jackets still hang on a chair... I can feel you here and there... The shadow of you is everywhere... Every corner I can hear your voice... Every mirror I see your smile... But the place is really empty now... There's something different. There's something changed. The place seems to be soul-less. The feeling of emptiness. The touch of loneliness. And the steam of sadness. I wish you back to life again, the empty place. I wish you back to your grace. I wish you the best... The empty soul, the empty place... Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."Dear Loneliness"

Dear Loneliness… I shall not be afraid of you anymore. I shall embrace you like a wonderful lover. I shall welcome you like you are my only true friend. I shall greet you like you are my family. Oh my dear Loneliness, we've known each other for too long. We've spent time together too often. And you know me too well. I do miss you sometime but I know you always come back. You never leave me alone like they do. You always know how to comfort me, like cooking me a delicious tears soup. Bathing me with a warm tears and the scent of grief. Sing me a miserable lullaby. And cuddle me with your humble solitude. Oh my dear loneliness, if you've ever left. How can I possibly live without you. Oh my dear loneliness, if you've ever left. My life will be completely different without you. It's such a quiet and peaceful night and it's time to go to bed again. Loneliness, can you tuck me in and sing me your lullaby? Can you stay with me and hold me ...

my poem..."The sad song..."

I know our love was gone wrong. And I’m singing you this sad song…to show you how silly we were. To tell you what we lost. You’re always in your own depressive world and left me on my own You left me confused with the truth feeling you’ve never shown. We said that we would always talk but still we had something to hide. Our love was so fragile and we were acting like a child. You were the reason of all those thousand tears that I cried. You were the reason that I changed and you still don’t understand why. I know our love was gone wrong. And I’m singing you this sad song…to show you how silly we were. To tell you what we lost. A thousand promises that you never kept. A thousand memories I tearfully left…behind. It’s too late to change what you should have done before. It’s too late to ask for one more chance…no more. How many times that I waited and wasted? How many tears that I shed? How many years that I had to live in your shadow? How many years that I lived witho...

my poem..."Different taste of tears"

Now I understand... a different taste of tears. Once I used to cry because I was so desperate to understand what was going on. Once I used to cry blaming everyone but myself. Once I used to cry because I was ignored by the person I loved. Once I used to cry because I lost my trust in the person I loved. Once I used to cry because I was left by the person I loved. Once I used to cry because I left the person I used to love. Now... I cry because it's all myself to blame. Now I cry because I realize that all those mistake I made, was such an act of a fool. Now I cry because of those little things you didn't say which led us to the end, today. Now I cry wishing and hoping if there's another way. Now I cry wishing and hoping for another chance to prove how much I love you. Now I cry because you completely change and no more love for me. Now I cry....desperately. Yosita Anita V.

my poem...no.26

It's been a year since my life completely turned around. It's been such an amazing year, I could ever wish for. You're always by my side, every times that I've felt so down. You are my very best wishes and I will never ask for more. Oh my love, thank you for coming into my life. Oh my dear, thank you for sharing your love. Oh my darling, you have no idea how much you mean to me. Oh my honey, what have I done to deserve such a wonderful person as thee. It's been a year but my love for you is still growing strong. It's been such an incredible year and I finally found where I belong. I know I have nothing to fear when you are with me. I also know that I can always trust thee. Oh my love, if I have never met you... Oh my dear, you are like a dream comes true. Oh my darling, I am all yours...come what may. Oh my honey, I love you...always. Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."Thinking of you"

Thinking of you for every single step I walked on the beach. Thinking of you every times when I heard your favorite beat. Thinking of you for every sips of cocktail I had. Thinking of you when I felt so sad. Thinking of you when nice sea breeze blows. Thinking of you when I felt the hour passed by so slow. Thinking of you when I dipped myself into clear blue sea. Thinking of you every times I had a cup of jasmine tea. Thinking of you when I saw lovers walked hand in hand. Thinking of you when I saw footprints in sand. I can find a million ways to say how much I miss you. But it can’t compare to the feeling how much I really do. I miss you… Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."In your embrace"

In your warmed embrace… In your caring arms, I feel peace. I can feel your chest rises up and down, and your heartbeat. When you gently kiss my forehead, and when you softly whisper in my ear. I know it right then that I have nothing to fear. In your warmed embrace… In your caring arms, I feel love. I wish for none as only you is enough. You complete my hollow world and fulfill my thirsty heart. I know it right away from the day we first start. In your warmed embrace… In your caring arms, I finally find the place where I belong to. There’s no other words to explain and no other definition but… “I love you”…” Oh my dear, my heart and my soul. My mind and my heart are finally in peace since I’m with you. Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."At the moment"

At the moment, I decide… I’m your and you are mine. Nothing else I would want more… Than wake up with you every morning. Go to bed with you every night. Laugh with you in time of happiness. Cry with you in time of sadness. Walk hand in hand. Roll down in the sand. Be crazy together. Watch movie together. Travel the world together. Grow old together. And do so many other things together. At the moment, I decide… That I love you, and only you. I don’t want anybody else, it’s true. I’m completely madly deeply in love with you. Nobody is matter any more, that’s true. I know that I can count on you. You know that I will always be there for you. Distance cannot change my heart. Even if we are a thousand miles apart. At this moment, I decide… To tell you that... "I love you"...truly from my humble heart. Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."I'm sorry..."

I’m sorry for being moody. I’m sorry for acting silly. I’m sorry for the jealousy. I’m sorry for being stubborn. I’m sorry for being annoying. I’m sorry for being ignoring. I’m sorry for bothering. I’m sorry for snoring. I’m sorry for being naughty. I’m sorry for being fussy. But one thing I won’t be sorry for…still… I’m sorry for loving you too much… Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."I forgive you"

For all those tears that I cried. For the life I sacrificed. For all those broken promises. For the unbearable heartache. For a thousand nights of loneliness. For a thousand days of argument. For all those disrespect and contempt. For all those lovely presents. For all those lonely New Year's eve. For all those lonely Birthday. For all those lonely Valentine's. For all those lonely Anniversary. For all the jealousy and stupidity. For all the mistrust and misunderstanding. For all the love and hatred... I forgive you. Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."10 things I hate about you"

I hate the way you look at me so passionately Because I feel like I’m melting just by looking into your eyes. I hate the way you cuddle me because I miss it so badly when you’re not there by my side. I hate the way you kiss me because it’s hardly to stop kissing you, your sweet softly lips. I hate the way you touch me and the way you glide through my skin with your finger tips. I hate the way you talk, the way you laugh and the way you smile Just because I can’t stop looking at you...oh you’re so charming. I hate when you act like you don’t care but I can see you’re curious and annoying. I hate that we like the same things because I have to share I hate the scent of your after-shaved and the way you do your hair. I hate that I can’t stop thinking about you even if how hard I try to. But what I hate the most is that you make me fall in love with you... Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."I am"

I am poetry. I am a lover. I am mystery. I am a traveler. I am prophecy. I am a dreamer. I am an innocent child. I am a happy bride. I am a boy with the biggest dream. I am a man with the biggest scheme. I can flow as a rapid steam. I can blow as a crazy storm. I can be tough, I can be strong. I can be weak, I can be wrong. I cry a thousand tears. I conquer without fear. I am a freedom. I am a fighter. I am wisdoms I am wiser. I am adult. I am old. I am what so-called ‘Life’ Yosita Anita V.

my poem...no.18

There comes another sunrise… Shining through my empty life… While my soul is dying And my heart is weeping… I don’t know where I belong… I don’t know where I will be… Day seems so long… Night seems so lonely… I’m crying out for freedom. My heart’s longing for love. Somewhere I can rest? Someone I can love? When day turns into a desert of thirsty heart. When night turns into an ocean of sorrow tears. I shall escape…. I shall fly away… Oh sweet serene liberty… Where shall I find thee? Oh sweet serene liberty… Someday I’ll fly free… Yosita Anita V.

my poem...no.17

It’s raining outside… I’m looking out of my bedroom’s window… I see just only miserable and sorrow. Why the sky is crying? Is it the same reason I am crying? My heart is burning and screaming… Tears keep running and falling… My body is shaking and trembling… I’m totally entirely lost without you. I’m dearly completely missing you. My dearest sky, could you please just don’t yet stop the rain? I just want to wash away my tears and my pain. And when there is sunshine… I hope I know how to smile again. Yosita Anita V.

my poem...no.16

I’m sitting here in my bed. Tears keep running down on my face. If it’s just because of me or this song is so sad? If it’s because of me or it’s because I miss you so bad? I still have no idea… I’m alone again here in my empty bed. Trying to find what’s left of your scent, your after shave. I’m so desperate… I’m so hopeless… I’m missing you like crazy. I’m missing you so much, honey. Every single sad song seems to connect to me. Without you my empty bed is the terrible place to be. I can’t stop crying now… I don’t really know how… If you’d be so kind… If you really care… Could you please tell me why? Or if I’m just having a nightmare? Those songs seem to fill my lonely night. Tears seem to be my only friend. I still can’t stop crying now. And I don’t really care to know how… Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."Have you ever"

Have you ever awakened at night and wonder why you couldn’t sleep? Have you ever dreamed of someone so often that you didn’t know what it means? Have you ever thought of someone all day and wonder how they are? Have you ever thought of someone when you see something that it might suit them? Have you ever bought something just because you think that they would like it? Have you ever thought of someone when you hear a love song? Have you ever smile during the day thinking it would be nice if they were there with you? Have you ever miss the scent of them And thinking how nice it would be just to have they close to you Or even hold them in your arms right then? Have you ever had a skipping heart beat every time you hear their voice? Have you ever constantly checked the clock And counted every minute and second to see them again? Is that what we call “love”? I guess it is… Is that what we call “care”? It probably is… It happens all the time but we never notice. It happens all the time but w...

my poem...no.14

เธอเคยถามฉันหลายครั้งว่า...รักเธอบ้างไหม แต่มันจะมีประโยชน์อะไรกับคำว่า..รัก.. ฉันอยากให้เธอได้รู้สึก..ในทุกคำพูด..ทุกสัมผัส อยากให้รู้ว่าความรักสำหรับฉันนั้นมันมากแค่ไหน อยากให้รู้ว่าทุกครั้งที่ฉันได้เจอเธอ ฉันมีความสุขเพียงแค่ได้อยู่ใกล้ ไม่ได้หวังอ้อนวอนขอสิ่งอื่นใด เพราะรู้ว่าฉันคงเป็นได้แค่คนข้างเคียงเธอ..อีกคนหนึ่ง ไม่อยากถลำตัวและใจลงไปมากกว่านี้ เพราะกลัวใจที่แสนดีต้องร้องไห้ แต่ถามตัวเองจะกลัวความรักไปใย จะกลัวไปทำไมถ้าต้องรักเธอ ถ้าเธอจะถามฉันอีกครั้งในวันข้างหน้า ฉันคงกล้าพูดออกไปไม่ขัดเขิน อยากบอกว่าฉันรักเธอมากเหลือเกิน อยากบอกว่าฉันไม่กลัวอีกแล้วที่จะรักเธอ You've asked me so many time if I love you. But what's the use of saying the word "love" I want you to feel in every of my words and my touch. I want you to feel that "love" could mean so much. I want you to know that every single day we've spent. It's like the happiest day of my life, every single moment. I know I shall not ask for anything more. Because I kn...

my poem..."Friend"

“Friend” is such a wonderful and beautiful word… “Friend” is those people who don’t care where you are from or where you have been…. “Friend” is those people who are so kind to you when some are so mean. “Friend” is those people who just really care who you are not who you are trying to be or who you pretend to be… “Friend” is those people who you could share story and really care about “us” not only about “me”… “Friend” is those people who could remind you and reflect you. “Friend” is those people who support you and be there for you. “Friend” is those people who don’t want anything back from you. “Friend” is those people who always wish a good thing for you. “Friend” is another word which makes your life meaningful. And “Friends” are those people I am thankful. I am so lucky to know you guys and I appreciate your love and care… I am so happy right now and it’s the feeling I would love to share. Yosita Anita V.

my poem...no.12

I’m sitting here and waiting for your call. The call that I know it would never ring. Like all promise you said but never done. So why am I still sitting here? Because I love you or… Because I just want to remind myself how silly I am. That I still wait for you… No matter how long and no matter how good you are to me. I still wait for you… Like I’m waiting for your love word that never came. That is how silly I am… Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."Because of you"

I don’t know what happen inside of me. I feel strange, I feel whole then I feel empty. I feel alive, I feel weak then I feel miserable. I feel love, I feel sorrow then I feel understandable. I smile and then I cry when I’m happy. I think of you, imagine you when I’m lonely It might be because of you… Who came into my life and shook my world. Who inspire me, define me, desire me or even tired of me. You make me feel alive and you teach me how to love. It’s all because of you, don’t you see? It’s all because of you so why don’t you believe me? What else can I say? What else can I do? That it’s all because of you… Yosita Anita V.

my poem...no.10

I don’t want to write a poem about how beautiful the star is… Because there’s so many of it. I don’t want to write a poem about how lovely tonight is… Because you might have heard of them before. I don’t want to write a poem about how bright the moon is… Because the moon is always bright and beautiful as usual. I don’t want to write a poem about how wonderful today is Because everyday is so wonderful having you. I also don’t want to write a poem about how much I love you… Because I’ve always told you every single day and night. Just in case you might forget, I love you… Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."Who I am"

I’m just a normal simple but stubborn girl. I'm a big girl in this little tiny world. I don’t like to be taught or even to be told… I like to do things on my own… But I don’t really like, sometimes, to be alone. I’m a little bit of complicated and uncontrollable. I’m a little bit of disorder and can’t be expectable. I could be so nice as much as I could be so naughty. I could be tough but not be so bitchy. I'm fierce and fabulous but please don't be jealous. I'm shy, I'm friendly but I don't bite unless you deserve it. I'm silly and, yes, with some little wit. I'm cool, I'm calm with some sparkling charm. I'm hype, I'm hot but I won't do you any harm. I’m honestly, trustworthy, loyalty but, hey, I’m not a saint. I lie, I loathe, I envy and so on but who doesn’t. This is just something about me and who I am. If you don’t like what you read, who gives a damn… Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."The Isolated Artist"

I am an isolated artist… I’ve reached for the sun, the moon and stars above. I’m seeking for unconditional and forever love. I am an isolated artist… My spirit and my soul are crying out of boredom. I am so weak and so tired of lonesome. I am an isolated artist… I close myself and I close my heart, So that you won’t see that it’s been torn apart. I am an isolated artist… And if one day we have a chance to meet, Don’t bother of my silence greet. Because this isolated artist, Would prefer to be just only a mist. And this isolated artist, Would be nobody whom you gonna miss. So goodbye my readers, let me rest in peace… Yosita Anita V.

my poem...no.7

Welcome to my world, my dear… What do you expect to find here? Mystery, Love, Answers, Passion, Sympathy? My life is a mystery as you can see. My love has no limits and is without condition. Answers are just only confusion. Passion is who I am and will always be. In my world, there’s no room for sympathy. Welcome to my world, my dear… Now what can you offer me here? Your life belongs to someone else? I shall deny. Your love belonged to someone else, I shall cry. And why would I want your body without a heart? Why would I want you if I could only have a part? Now let me see, what else can you offer me? Yosita Anita V.

my poem...no.6

I've been up and down around my bed. Try to clear things out of my head. But every time I closed my eyes, All I can see was your smiles. Counting day when will you be back home. I don't like being on my own. The feeling of emptiness... The feeling of loneliness... I don't really like to be alone. I can't wait for you to come back home. I really miss you, honey... Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."The story of my heart"

การเดินทางของหัวใจในวันหนึ่ง มันพาฉันไปในที่ซึ่งไม่อาจคาดหมาย มันพาฉันไปหา “ฉัน”อีกคนที่เดียวดาย เป็นชิ้นส่วนที่ขาดหายที่รอวันได้มาพบเจอกัน เราเติมเต็มช่วงเวลานั้นทั้งความสุข ทั้งความทุกข์ความเศร้าและความฝัน ชิ้นส่วนต่างๆ เริ่มประกอบเป็นความผูกพัน ฉันคนนี้ และ “ฉัน”คนนั้น รวมเป็นฉันคนเดียว การเดินทางของหัวใจในวันนั้น มันเกินความคาดฝันที่ได้ตั้งใจไว้ มันทำให้ได้รู้จักกับความสุขใจ ให้ได้รู้ว่ายังมี “ฉัน” อีกคน มาวันนี้มีเพียงแค่คำว่า “เรา” กับคำว่า “เหงา” เมื่อต้องจากกันอีกหน และคำว่า “รอ” ที่จะเจอที่ต้องอดทน ที่เราต้องผ่านพ้นมันไปด้วยกัน การเดินทางของหัวใจในวันนี้ มันยังมีเรื่องค้างคาให้ใจเศร้า เพราะเรื่องราวที่เกิดระหว่างเรา เรื่องวันเหงาๆ ของคนสองคน ถ้าจะย้อนเวลากลับไปได้อีกสักครั้ง อยากรู้ว่าเธอจะเปลี่ยนแปลงมันไหม แต่ไม่ว่าวันหน้าเราจะเป็นเช่นไร ฉันก็จะขอเก็บเธอไว้ในใจเช่นเดิม. The story of my heart…I remembered It took me to an unexpected fascinating journey It took me to another lonely dearly “me” Like a missing piece which I’ve been waiting for so long. We fulfilled each other wit...

my poem...no.4

I woke up this morning in my empty bed and empty arms. Then I thought of your smile, your laugh and your charm. How nice it would be to have you here once more, How nice it is just to think of you, mon amour. Just to hear your soft loving voice, I wish. Just to kiss your sweet tender lips, I wish. Just to have a scent of your body, I wish. Just to have you… I wish. Yosita Ania V.

Love...

Love is a freedom. Love is not being selfish. Love is not possession. Love is sharing & caring. Love is giving & taking. Love is to have & to hold. Love is forgiving. Love is understanding. Love is happiness & sadness. Love is hearing & talking. Love is difference & fulfilling. Love is a disease. Love is a cure. Love is an adventure. Love is the world. Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."I love...Me."

There was the time that we were so happy together, There was the time that we didn't have to think about the world, There was the time that I didn't know the truth, There was the time that I completely trusted you, There was the time that you promised to be with me forever, There was the time that I said I would never leave you ever, Then there was the time that you left me behind, Then there was the time that I cried, Then there was the time that you said you were sorry, Then there was the time that you said you still love me really, But now it is the time that I choose to be free, And now it is the time to say that I love...Me. Yosita Anita V.

my poem..."Sing me a lullaby"

Sing me a lullaby so that I would dream away. Sing me a lullaby and wake me up when there is the 1st of May. When there is love and promise you have made. When there is a wonderful hope and a beautiful faith. Sing me a lullaby... Sing me a lullaby so that my pain would go away. Sing me a lullaby until the next 1st of May. When all my tears is gone with the promise you made. When my heart stop burning with an ugly anger and a disgusting hatred. Sing me a lullaby... Yosita Anita V.