Years ago,

An Angel has crossed my life.

What I feel though, is what I don’t understand.

Small talks happen here and there,

Is it love? I ask the air,

That blows around me. 

Every day, I see him.

Doing his own things.

Why can’t I be part of them?

I’m the one angel without wings.

In this cruel world,

I have no chance.

The angel that I witnessed

Falling from the sky,

Didn’t even have to say for me to know,

That he will never be mine. 




Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s