(Not a Poem, but a free-verse)


And when you looked at me
like that,
I remember myself, of that past.

everytime I looked at you
while you looking at me,
I had a smile,
that I never showed to you.

you remembered my past,
a past part of me for a someone of mine.

they were never mine,
but I always adore them.

as my eyes got you with the same
feeling of past me from you
I wanted to love you back....

(let I make your love worthable.)

I don't want to be anyone's
past.
and I really love you for myself.

Atleast this time,
my eyes will notice your love,
not like my someone in past
who haven't noticed mine.

(let I make your love worthable.)

just because I missed mine,
I don't want you to make
you feel missed yours,
when it can't be missed.

I don't want you to like be
like me,
but I wanted you to
like me.

(let I make your love worthable.)

© Hazel