NOT ME BUT HER

Poem composed on December 17, 2004

I caught your eyes looking
Full of sorrow, illustrating longing
Yet I know it’s not me you are looking
Not me, but her

I caught your lips parting
Full of emotion, silently whispering
Yet I know it’s not my name you are whispering
Not me, but her

I caught your hand around mine, engulfing
Full of grip, letting my hand escape it seems unwilling
Yet I know it’s not my hand you are caressing
Not me, but her

When I look into your eyes
You see her tears pleading so nice
When I parted my lips
You hear her voice kissing your lips
When I stretched out my hands
You feel yourself united with her in a dance

After all...It was her that you see
When you pointed out the rainbow to me
It was her that you felt dear
When we spent the afternoon by the pier
It was her that took your heart far
When we take a stroll under the stars

The very one I've been searching
In many lands, in every weather
Awaits for the next season coming
With his unchanging longing for another

The very one I sit with together
May be physically touchable
But yet emotionally unreachable
With his heart next to another

All of these...While I know that another
Finds poetry in my laughter
Songs in my voice of grace
Paradise in my warm embrace

The story behind this poem tells of a young lady who was introduced to a young lad by their parents with the hope that they may be together. After spending a few dates together, the young lady realizes that the young lad is still in love with another girl, the girl in his previous relationship. Thus so she recollected memories of their time together and realizes that though he was physically by her side, his heart was with that other girl. Meawhile, the lady had left plenty of her admirers, sincerely trying to like the lad in obedience to her parents wish. This is a true story, not merely my imagination. Trust me, it really hurts, I ought to know coz’…