Happy Never After Poem by Nick Joaquin

Poem by Nick Joaquin

How could I possibly stay awake
Despite knowing what horrors await me
In this life full of lies and despair
Where the only hope that remains
Is having you near me.
And yet,
However I push myself towards you,
The more I feel like we’re never meant to
be,
The more we try to reach each other,
The more I feel so alone.
How could I possibly live my happily ever
after
Without you by my side
Where even the fairy tales pale in
comparison for how much I feel for you
When will He finish this chapter?
Does it even end?
Surely, any end is better than a one left
hanging
For a simple No, might simply be the best
answer
Rather than to face the agony of waiting
and fear of the unknown.
Strangers At First Sight
Poem by Nick Joaquin
Being in love means never having to say
you’re sorry
After all, at some point in your life
That love was the most important thing to
you,
That love might be the one that you hoped
would last forever,
That love made you believe that destiny
does exist,
And that love made you question,
Why you were afraid to fall in love in the
first place.
At that time in your life,
Everything just seemed so perfect,
Everything seemed so beautiful,
Everything seemed to glow for you,
And you were my everything.
I wouldn't even think twice about sacrificing
my own happiness for yours,
I was even willing to bare up this walled but
crumpled heart of mine,
Just so I could be with you.
All I ever did was care for you.
All I ever did was to make you happy.
And all I ever did was love you.
Being in love means never having to say
you’re sorry
But I needed to ask forgiveness from the
one who was hurt the most…
Myself.

How could you possibly start from nothing?

And then end up as everything?

I never thought I’d feel this way again…

More like I pushed myself to never fall
victim again
To this arresting feeling

How ironic is it,

That what I wanted to lose the most,
Is what most people long for their whole life

I don’t know what to do,

Guess I’ll just ignore everything again,
Time to shut my senses to all the assaults
that the world has to offer…
After all, I’ve suppressed everything so far
What’s one more to add?
The Martyr