It started good
It started with a one sided love
That quiet innocent funny boy.
The loud girl in class.
But i ran away
Because I dont know love
Because I didnt want to love
When it was all over,
We manage to remain as friends
That held a promise
" to keep motivating/support each other."
" to be a listening ear for each other."
He was there for me,
I was there for him.
He was there to keep me safe troublemakers
I was there to stop his Troubles
To give him the best advices
Some thought we were lovers
Some said we could be made of each other
But it'll never happen
Cause things wouldnt be the same if there was love.
We talked about everything,
Nothing to hide from each other.
He said he didnt want to disappoint people,
Smokes, Needles and Lust, he rejected.
But things changed.
He hid smokes from me,
Thinking I'll never find out.
It was at the back alley behind school
When i heard his unqiue voice,
A smokers voice.
I hope it was fake,
But few weeks later, He confessed.
He chose tobacca to solve his problem.
I knew things would be different from then.
I was deeply heart broken
From the choice of once an innocent boy.
It was hard for me to accept.
But then, God stepped in.
HE told me loud and clear.
"Dont Give Up"
And i didnt.
Holding on to a hope for a better change in him.
I continued to be there for him,
Giving him Advices, He NEVER listened to.
We left school and we moved on with our lives
we grew slightly apart.
We talked for catch ups
Till a day i found Needle Art on him
I kept my sadness in my heart
Because I have No Right Over His Life.
Because I did my best from keeping him Right.
He chose his path.
We talked less,
Till someday i found he Lusted.
This time my heart was cold.
Maybe I've given up.
Maybe there was no way i could turn back time,
Back to the time when we laughed over silly jokes.
The funny boy I first knew.
BUT, God said to be there for him.
so what now God?
Is this the end of everything?
I'm tired.
For all the effort and time i've put in.
Keeping the promises we first made with each other.
I Pray that someday he'll understand
I Pray that someday he'll have the courage,
To stand on his own ideas,
To believe in himself,
Strong and Confident,
Away from the pressures of his peers.