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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 know there's another one who comes before.
And I know I shall not feel any deeper.
But my heart’s getting weaker and weeper.
But why shall I be afraid of love?
Why shall I be afraid to love you?
So if you give me another chance, one day, to say
I will not be afraid to tell you right away
That how much I love you, my dear
And loving you is what I no longer fear.

Yosita Anita V.

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