Onus Probandi

is on my shoulders.
Tomorrow is another day--
and when I wake up,
I hope it wouldn't be
your far-flung image
that conquers my
degenerate mind.

I will learn to forget.
But I will not unlearn to
recognize you--
in my dreams.

The burden heavily lies
on my shoulders.

Semantics

Longing for you does not mean
I desire all of you.

It means I want to be with you--
and see the light in your smile
that beamed through my restless heart.

Fearing that I will make a mistake
is not what I felt;
It was just a stream of consciousness
that I let happen.
It all just happened.

I was not happy I met you.
I was mesmerized
when I met you.

Derailed

I shiver.
Your words flashed
memories of you and I
emblazoned on the
train station--
feet scurrying to the exit
that I hope
I can find
now.

When you saw me

It has been raining lately.
And I have been writing the words
that were borne
by our rendezvous--
with the time
and the feet
that walked on the roads
meeting, indefinitely.