Monday, October 27, 2014


You're a projection,
Of total perfection.
In an imperfection,
That I could've imagine.

They say when you get older,
You will be wiser.
Through the various aching, but
Well, you're not aging.

We were close, once.
Through the smile and the bounce.
Your rebel sister and your hard-working mother.
To be truth I miss them as long as i remember.

It's not you, it's me.
Classic alibi everyone can see.
I was the first person you had,
Sang your lullaby and get it through my head.

I know it all,
"Friends" is something anymore we can't call.
A step I couldn't take back.
When I drove to that prom and we dressed in black

I'm sorry that it was all lust, not love.
I'm sorry that I was stuck in the middle and couldn't look above.

I shouldn't hook you in the first place.
I couldn't stand the night I saw your face.
You can say it was all only a phase.
A path that I lost, footprints I retraced.
A short year I considered a grace.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

I'm 'Not' Through With You

Can you see me?
Floating above your head, as you lay in bed.


And I don't trust you.
Cause every time you're here, your intentions are unclear.
I spend every hour waiting for a phone call.
That I know will never come.
I used to think you were the one.

You ain't ever coming back to me.
That's not how things were supposed to be.
You take my hand just to give it back.
No other lover has ever done that.

Do you remember?
The way we used to melt.
Do you remember how it felt?
When I touched you? Cause I remember very well.

How long has it been?
Since someone you let in?
Has given what I gave to you?

And at night when you sleep,
Do you dream I would be there?
Just for a minute or two.
Do you?

Heartache I just have so much.
A simple love with a complex touch.
I called to let you know I'm not through with you.


Friday, October 17, 2014


It becomes dark when someone touches.
It becomes worse when both crush.
Blood falls,
Tears can't even stop them.
I heard footsteps from miles away,
They just feel too close,
Really close.
Until I couldn't feel like the time is ticking.
A woman with a brown-long-straight hair is slowly humming.
It was a sign,
That something bad is gonna happen.
But it happened.
What I did, just ignored it.

 -Rahmanda Janice Jessica

Friday, October 10, 2014

This, sums up everything.