To the sun I suppose to miss during summer

Dearest Star, I would like to express my sincere condolences to what I have to do. This would be a melodramatic narrative for which I know that in the first place, all I could do is to sit on my chair and do my routines. I hate to say that I will be missing you my darling. So much of confusion had come along my way since I first thought about you. The white sand beach, the warm breeze and the delight of having to experience something for free is really out of my reach. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. You’re so tempting and that magic you have given me overwhelms my feelings as I try to imagine to embrace you from deep within me. I have always been fascinated about the sunny light above my head and that temperament that wraps around my back as I try to seek for cold refreshments. I seek of your love and of your effects that leave me breathless. I am writing this to you because I want you to know that I will always love your glow. I would always be admired how you shine up in the sky so bright that even Winter snow bows to you. I would always keep on loving you despite this situation I am having. The choice that I made because of something valuable that keeps me away from you. Now this fear is what I have to turn into strength. This strength that I will turn into a notion that dreams are made for people like me to hope and wait and see. To be better, and brave enough to accept defeat. To be able to withstand failure and whatever life might offer to me, I will always come victorious. Because I do believe on the Creator’s plan for my life. I just have to trust the maker of you as a star that someday, a  beautiful  meet up will due as I have that chance again to see you.

I will publish this soon as I build my dreams and make it to reality. I wanted to see you so much but please understand that this might be not the right time for me to be able to hold you, all I want you to remember is that… One day will come that I will be able to love you dearly. And sing with all my heart for the moment that I look forward. Lord, please help us.

To the sun that I missed during summer, I will always be waiting for the day to come that you and I can be together.

April 28, 2017

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Letters to Words to Phrases to Sentences to Feelings

Every single letter

that makes up the matter,

Of this and that,

From where I sat.

Every single word

that comes with worth,

Such things to wonder,

Those files in folder.

Every single phrase

Accounts to any craze.

Oh! such hanging thoughts,

That were never told.

Every single sentence

Comes with the essence,

That could make the mind happy,

Or that could make the mind grumpy.

Every single feeling,

Keeping me falling,

How can I deny?

To whom can I rely?

Every single unsent letter,

Compose of words that enter,

Striking the heart from phrases to sentences,

Stuck to the feeling of hollowness.

11/7/15

-AlmieJ.