to my dearest celeste chen
this poem is written just for you
we started off as strangers in school
too bad u never thought i was cool

until one day we met at the bus stop
where we started chatting non-stop
i mustered some courage from inside
and got your number within my sight

finally we became an item
8 months and no longer
that night was the worst night of my life
as tears flowed freely from my eyes

off you go to a faraway land
while i'm still stuck in my homeland
there you met someone new
while im still yearning for you

soon enough the inevitable happened
you and him were no more together.
the tears now flowed from your eyes
and i was there for you nonetheless

now that you're back in the atmosphere
with drops of jupiter in your hair...

aha.. my nxt poem.. :)

38.9 degrees

lying on the bed feeling nauseous
thirty eight point nine degree celsius.
wrapping myself up in blankets
my head exploding like a rocket.

i whip out my trusty thermometer
as i began to stir.
beep beep beep it sounds
thirty eight point nine degree celsius.

got out of bed and to the MO
and all he had to say was OH
ATT C 3 days was all i got
time to go home thank God

aha.. my first attempt at a poem.. :) if any1 of u sees this pls comment.. and yes.. i really had a fever of 38.9 degrees.. dammit..