Been a long time since I felt this.
I felt love again by you with your hug and kiss.
Your voice, your stare, your smile that I miss.
Guess what Roselle?
You made me write this piece.
I only write to those who are special to me.
I hope through this you’ll somehow see.
My friends know even my family
that you’re more than a friend.
You are my Potchi.
Saturdays played a huge part,
the only day that I used my heart.
NSTP is not that bad subject I used to think.
It has given me YOU...
See the link?
We could now be together any day of the month.
Pot and chi moments that I always want.
One more semester, and I’ll be out.
But a thing not to worry about.
I love you chi, I really do.
It just came out without a clue.
Everyday since then, I always think of you.
Now that I am getting used to.
Now I know I love you though you haven’t seen it yet.
Too early to believe because we just only met.
But I’ll show my deep feeling until my death.
I promise through this poem, so you won’t forget.