Saturday, July 3, 2010

The Way I am, The Way He is

this is a collaboration that my friend (Aeron Paul Manabo- he's an awesome guy! with lots of surprising talent!) did last summer 2010. I hope you guys enjoy reading this long poem of ours. BTW, there are two people speaking in this poem the guy (normal font) and the girl (italicized). ENJOY!

I'm not good-looking,
Nor am I strong.
Falling and Failing.
I always do wrong.

My friends, they ask me all the time.
They are amused about how strange I seem to be.
You see, this guy caught my eye.
He even stole my heart.
He was strange in all possible ways.
But strange as it can be, he made me fall head over heels.


I am not popular,
Not a big shot.
I don't have a car.
I am just a small dot.

He wasn't the most popular guy in school.
Like I care about it.
He didn't have much.
But with the way I see him.
He seems to offer me the best package deal ever.


I don't have friends.
They think I'm odd.
I don't follow trends.
But, I'm no dud.

I have nothing.
To show my value.
I don't have anything,
Only my virtue.


I wonder why, he thinks he has no value.
When for me, he is everything life and love can be.
I don't know why he doesn't see.
He's the truest thing that I ever knew.
He's pretty much comfortable with the way he is.
And I love the way he is.


You love me.
The way I am.
I can be myself.
I don't have to change.

Some people see,
not the inside.
They look,
Only on the outside.


I can't seem to understand why some people do not see it like the way I do.
They only see the outside, and never comprehend what's inside.
If they can only look through my eyes,
If they can only feel the way my heart beats when he's around.
This guy is more than money can offer.
This one guy shows all of love's meaning in a smile.


You're not like them.
You're different.
You followed your heart.
You believed in me.

I hope he reads this poem of mine.
Then maybe he'd realize how he means to me.
That he's unlike any other guy I've met.
He followed his heart and loved me with all of it.
He believed in me when everyone doubted my thoughts.
He was the man a boy never grows out to be.


That's why I thank you.
With all of my heart.
That's why I love you,
the way you are.

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