S'ya Lang

So small, so fragile,
You look past me with your squinted eyes,
Avoiding any form of eye contact.
Not only will you see me,
I will see you.

So large, so strong,
You stand firm with your gaze and pride,
Attempting to pick up, pack up and run
Away to your sanctuary
Which we once called “ours.”

So small, so strong,
Your heart beats incessantly,
As it has been for years and years gone by,
Longing for what seems to be the probable loss,
Longing for the possibility of gains.

So large, so fragile,
Your wall that guards your soul, thoughts and emotions,
Appropriately constructed by torn memories,
As it protects you from pain and anguish,
Shielding you from love and intimacy.

So small, so large,
Your image of perfection, promptness, and purity
Always campaigned by your example
Unintentionally deceiving your peers
Unexplainably blinding you.

So fragile, so strong,
Your merciless opinions and power of influence
Among those who adore but spite your demeanor
Broken by one word
Erected by one grunt.

So strong. So small. So fragile. So large.
You were that. That you were.
Always.

S’ya Lang. Ikaw lamang.