We always have this set of ideals for our special one. But life, as fickle and volatile as it may be, never grants us the exact things we want. Same with finding her, I never expected that she was waiting for me, loving me . . . just there.

This poem originally was published in Love Poems

Just There
Where you were,
I did not see you.

So close to me,
but yet so veiled.

Quietly you waited,
upon my invitations;
but still, somehow,
I failed to note

of you, yearning
to be with me,
but finding
just

a void.

So sadly,
you retreated;
bowed, dejected.

Finally when I knew
of you, your devotion,
so foolishly I did feel,
like a simpleton.

For I had looked
so very hard for you,
up/down/everywhere.

but I just did not looked
clear, in front of me,
where you were

. . . just there.

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