That smile
Monday, October 16, 2006
That smile,
it brought back memories.
Days spent in the backyard,
where joy resided in the air,
and love aplenty too.
Or that crazy trip down the stairs,
all thirty floors,
it was really pure fun.
And that innocent smile,
it made us craved.
Time spent listening on the phone,
building up a strong and steady bridge,
not knowing a wall was erected too.
Or that place we called ours,
with laughters, hugs and dinners,
it was really enjoyable.
But that smile,
it hid some pain.
A longing to be understood,
a craving to be perfect,
yet perfection was a flawed idealogy.
Or to be loved,
and to love in return,
yet love was too, an unknown identity.
That smile,
it was so perfect,
it was so loving.
Yet that smile,
it was never for me.
And never for you.
It was just a smile,
never to be shared.
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