#01 – An angel doesn’t need to be kind
As a single star that shined upon the sky,
full of pride but lonely
The day came and the night left, routinely
A tedious life took place every day
before the day I saw her eyes, my angel
glowing, innocent, mysterious
She opened my heart and stepped in, naturally.
It was a strange feeling
when you first to share your time
to share your space, your responsibility
your life
with another one
Unconditionally, I did it.
She loves me her own way.
which urges me to run along and serve
which influences me to alter rhythms
which motivates me to develop new habits
which changes my lifestyle
Positively!
Coldness, disdain, and fluctuation are what I can describe
Softness and tenderness, I recognize, sometimes
But pride is your nature, intensively
The inherent nature of a thing, we cannot change easily
just take it and live with it.
My angel is not perfect, isn’t she?
She is not perfect to be an ideal sweetheart, but she’s perfect to put in my life
She is perfect for changing me, for becoming with me.
She is the reason for a better me.
She is all I need to complete a “me,”
open, friendly, and sharing.
Having you in my life, I know I am not only living for myself.
For Bich, my Cat, Happy 2nd birthday,
Mickey
- Initial: November 17, 2018
- Revised: August 7, 2022
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