Even before, I was your water under your bridge
Looks like I'm the one you didn't miss
And now in this tragedy, I am still your water under your bridge
Looks like there's something wrong, is there a glitch?
You never really cared
What a waste for those ink that I shared
You said you want to be the poem, so I did
But you never really read
Is your mind and heart saying, "tolerate it"?
'Cause you know damn well that your ring in my finger didn't fit
And rain snow when the topic isn't in your interest
I know now that I was never in your list of best
But for me, your water rises up in my bridge
I can feel your water touching my feet
But it's cold 'cause it's winter
But as always, it's okay, I know I can bear
But it looks like I can't bear it
'Cause you keep tolerating my feet
I wanna ask the water why is it drought for four days
But when I became gray, the first thing that appeared was your face
The water came back when I was going to leave the bridge
But you infected me with your coldness like I'm inside the fridge
I only linger in you when I'm walking away
That was the sign that was given to me that day
So I'm hardy walking away
'Cause in your bridge, I know I can't stay
After that, I wander around
Even though I can still feel your cloud
After that, I wonder around
'Cause you let my mind go in round
Back when I thought you how to include invisible
But to you, I'm the one who became not visible
Gone but there's no sayōnara
Do you remember the hedgehog's dilemma?
"The more they are close to each other,
the more they ended up hurting each other"
But it looks like I'm the only one who got hurt
'Cause after all this time, you look unbothered
Back when you thought me to don't make a joke when someone is reminiscing about the past
Thanks to you, I became aware, that was the last
I realized that the band-aid can only hide scars, not heal
I don't want that, that is now how I feel
You said you like the rain
Looks like raining snow is the main
I still remember my first three Filipino poems I've shared with you
It is now written in a paper so blue
I deleted your collection of haiku
Yes, believe me, it is true
In building our home, you were with me in prologue
But where were you in epilogue?
'Cause for four days, I was alone building it
Looks like you found other person's blueprint
Back when I had a high temperature
But you give me winter, not the cure
Back when I told you about what happened to that specific event
I didn't expect our story has reached its end
Yes, I remember it all
I honestly wish that I didn't fall
But after all this cold, I still want you to comeback here
This poem is not so crystal clear
But now, I'm in the phase of moving on
From the phase of cold season
I want you to read this for days
So that you know how I feel during the cold age

© Domar Esmabe