By: Ridge Ross L. De Veyra
Eversince I was introduced to the world of love,
I´ve been wondering and asking myself, ¨Who is the girl that I will have?¨
And then there came two choices; should it be the girl with straight hair, beautiful voice and charming personality?
Or should it be the girl with beauty and brains, and whose hair is so soft and curly?
I have been this confused for a long period of time,
A peace of my mind has been very silent like a mime.
I really don´t know whom should I choose,
Because each of them, I don´t wanna lose.
I don´t wanna lose the girl with a straight hair,
The girl who is very just and fair,
The girl whom I first felt an amity,
And the first girl who always made me happy.
Nevertheless, the girl who is not meant for me to lose; the girl with the prettiest curls,
I can´t lose the girl whose eyes shine like pearls,
The juvenile who always make my heart go BOOM! BOOM!
And the girl whom is always on Bloom.
It´s so hard when life gives you choices, but what´s harder is when love makes you wonder,
But the hardest part about love or life is who you are going to be with forever,
Or who will accompany you in your life as it goes on?
We never know of that special someone of ours is really special or someone who´s common.
Well, what can we say?
Love is like a play,
We are the characters, everywhere is the scene, everything is the props and the outcome is the future,
And the story, it will rise like a tall infrastructure.
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