NowTHISIsALovePoem

Now THIS, is a love poem.
Every person is born into a world of sin. But she rescued me from it.
Because if I ever learned to ask for an angel, she would be the one sent to me.
But in a way I was the one sent to her. Because there is no way I could have met anyone worth mentioning in the same breath as her on my own. Regardless of how fate controls my life, or how God wants events to unfold, or how the wheel spins and my karma earns me a single wish that would come true…she would still have been beyond all of that.
E-Harmony can’t come up with enough questions or commercials to manage something like what we have…because this was a match made in a made up place beyond God’s own version of heaven…because even our heaven has to end.

To anyone else walking down the street, she’s nothing but another Asian.
I can’t even manage to make this sound poetic or complicated because I think pure truth is better than that.
Simply put, she is everything I could ever want in a girl. And that is far from an embellishment.
Each quality that one would deem suitable in a soulmate…she has it.
She is not a supermodel…because in my mind, supermodels model themselves after her.
Hoping to be beautiful…but all they manage is an imitation of everything that makes her…her.
Except that what they find is only on the outside, so they’re only the chocolate coating.

During all the times my dad gave me the silent treatment…she was the one that kept me sane.
School suspensions? No guilt trip included, because she knew me enough to know that nothing could make a difference more than what she still thought of me.
No matter how horrible I did in school, she still thought I was smart. I think she still does, even though the only thing I do now is write poetry and sit around in film and drama all day. I guess you could say I’m an artsy type…but I say that’s because she rubbed off on me. No, she’s not a visual artist…she’s just a work of art unsurpassed by any man-made character on television meant to be perfect…I’m surprised even God was able to make her.
So every Sunday as I’m praying in church…I close my eyes and there she is next to me.
Not knowing that in a way, I’m praying for someone just like her.

In a few more years when I’m finished with school and I’m working for a living…
I promise that I will buy you a house. Take you to the spa just because it’s a Thursday.
Send you to the Philippines for however long you want.
Get you a maid and a cook so you wouldn’t even have to lift a finger.
Be your maid and cook so I can show you I’m willing to do the dirty work to make you happy.
Anything you want, because no matter how hard I try…
I will never be able to repay you for everything you have done for me.
It’s been a few years since I’ve even thought about you this much and I’m sorry.
Because everyday, you only get closer and closer to being a saint in my eyes.
And I’m here…trapped between a monster and a person far too deep in darkness.

Because when all else fails, I will love you until there’s no more hurt and you couldn’t handle anymore love. If I ever saw you cry I would be the first person to punch the reason for it, in the face…I don’t care if it’s an inanimate object or a person…if it’s an event, then I’ll just punch the air or something.
See, if life has taught me anything…it’s not to overlook what’s right in front of you. Appreciate everything for what it is because nothing will stay the same forever. Though you and forever coincide in my eyes, because even when I have a wife and all 4 kids I asked for named like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, you will always come first. When you leave me, I will dedicate the rest of my life to making you happy.
So I thought I’d make sure I didn’t let you slip through my fingers and just tell you the same thing I tell you everyday.

I love you mama.