Written by: Olive Eloisa Guillermo

Time is passing by in a toll..
My heart aches as I recall .
How could I have easily fall..
To somebody so different and tall..

each day and night, I'm alive.
All, I'm doing good is to strive .
When will that arrive?
Living to my dreams, my drive..

You uttered words seemingly true..
Thus, I learn to trust you bieu..
Thought, It could be us -- I and you..
Yet, I was wrong to take such cue..

Freeing from a built barricade.. 
I plea: "please stop the charade.."
I do not want to bargain nor trade..
Avoiding signs to be left afraid..

Not quitting...
Not quitting...

by: olive_eloi
sept. 22, 2013