When Would that Be?
Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 15th March 2014, Saturday, 6:59 a.m.-7:25 a.m., laying in Tian Hui's room in Marsiling Dr, Woodlands, Singapore, and this is my next poem written here on this foreign land missing my ex-lover, Ali Vafaei Zadeh as he came back texting me after exactly two months of bidding bye via Viber messaging.
If only he knew,
That I miss him so;
It's not new,
He should already know.
I've struggled,
I've suffered;
I've juggled,
I've empowered.
He asked me on my bf,
I answered, "He doesn't exist,"
I asked him on his gf,
He answered, "She doesn't exist."
How beautiful a white lie is,
That it's brought us to this;
The more I think, the more I miss,
I knew somehow we could be bliss.
Yes, no, maybe, I don't know,
I'll just let the wind calmly blow;
I'll just let the cloud filled with snow,
I can still feel Cupid's love arrow.
What is it that God wants to show?
This love feeling I can never throw;
I belong to him and I let it flow,
May today be the best for tomorrow.
When would that be?
The day to meet;
A smiling greet,
Save the talk, hug me.
My head on your shoulder,
Arm in arm together;
My hand is yours to hold,
Don't wait till I'm cold.
Another two years for you,
Next week for me anew;
I came out of the dark blue,
Honestly, my love is true.
Wishing to call you honey,
Again being my man and baby;
I'm seeking no luxury and money,
I'm independent with own ability.
I love you with all my heart,
I love you with all my soul;
May we won't be apart,
However, it's out of my control.
Let's fix things together,
Take a deep breather;
Problems as light as feather,
Love not change according weather.
I shall stop here,
Your text a cheer;
I've no fear,
May all be clear,
Let's have beer,
Sing to hear;
Am I still deer?
My lion, my dear.
