Sometimes my thoughts wonder
My thought ponder about you
About your very being, and modus operandi
I am amazed most times
About how far we have probably come
Our paths crossed and have refused to part
You are my friend and if I can’t make you better
Then I’m no friend indeed
I have cared about me. Selfish have I been.
But I wonder what is a me without you in it
Yes. You. An integral part of me
Influencing my very decision.
I have always been fond of you
From afar, I miss our shared moments
But when close sometimes I just want to leave
I have wondered if these are human or inhumane
What you think of me, influences me
Want to be that reason for that smile
Want to be the reason you frown
Yes. A friend who bores you and pleases simultaneously.
Trust the truth I write.
Written from the pure inner man in me
You are my friend. I listen to you.
I just don’t always heed to it.
I’m a man. Governed by ego. Humbled by faith.
Will you understand. Will you believe.
That my fondness about you resound
But if only you listened. You heeded. To these words of true emotions.
Listen. Listen. To the grains of love I plant.
For someday, an immeasurable field of yields it becomes.