I.
There was a memory I held sacred. Years.
Same memory that when I look back at now bring tears to my eyes.
II.
But this was unplanned.
We were adults when we met then.
Circumstances against us.
He had his family.
I was to fulfill my engagement.
III.
Hey, I liked that guy too.
Pasensya naman for current issues.
We didn't plan this.
IV.
This is the twirl.
And we're both fallen into it.
Regardless of the complications,
we are both so happy now.
I wouldn't trade that joy for anything else.
V.
Oh dear, hard as it may be.
I love you already.
VI.
At least, he didn't lie ...
... and swore he wouldn't.
... my other garden ;)
About Me
- Irma
- I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
