understated happiness.
moreover because hapiness merely is a state of mind
or a collective sets of feelings which is so absurd in its intangiblelities
all which visible only through the window of temporandum.
you can hold its frame as strong as you might
but you can only travel back in time
as far as your senses allows you..

..!! unless,
unless such momentum
lits enough chakras
for it to be
timeless
irreplaceable
therefore it is
unforgettable.
apparently im not quite sure which am i currently standing upon
not that it matters anyho'
happy,
im just understatedly happy.

tried and oh, did i not try..
to love him
gave him all my might
whatever there were within my senses allowance
bliss.
hoho! bless him, that dear friend of mine;
for the body i wish to make love to
for the mind i long to nurture and be nurtured by
for the heart i pray to call my home
for the longest breath i can acquire..

now, wudnt that be cliche?
just as cliche as
my very first trip to you
for you
towards you
"as i was making may way over,
i realises" do you recall me saying,
"how scared i am" ?
nonetheless
i gathered myself together in the hope of
finally
finding the cliff worthy enough
to take that leap of faith..
30 seconds just before the bus departed.

it was not 6 hours after arrival,
i got acquinted
with my own self-humiliation
in taking action out of my desire.
surprisingly enough,
that desire turns out to be you
tis had been a little too late to hide
nor to deny you from myself
so i did what i did
wrapped myself well in many ways
guarding every dignity that was left
filling my heart content
while loving you..

in the contentment from trying,
presenting the best
that one's senses allow;
wrapped in dignity..
understanding another humility,
i am understatedly happy.
whatever the form is, it is priceless!!