Note for a dear friend:

Often it seems that you're a blur
you move too fast, speeds like you want to eat the world.
In a blink of an eye, you have escaped from one point
to another and in a moment, I wanna catch up
then think again, I can't.
You were in your zone of lightning speed,
I am in a zone of chilling pill.

But what good as what you seem
is that you let me be on your equal footing.
You are a blur and I can't take a step as fast as yours
but you let yourself take a look back
and pause and let me enter in your zone.

In the world where everything moves too fast,
where everything is just temporary;
you are an exception for being my person
and for being permanent.
You may be a fast talker and fast walker
in this world and this universe,
but you would always be someone
who I can lean on even you may be miles away.

So, this I must say:
Continue being a blur,
continue doing everything so fast
if that's what you want.
And I will pull your feet down
if too much speed lifts you up and explode your mind
I will hurry and catch up just to do it
and I might be always in your back
drinking my chill pill,smiling at your back,
with my clapping hands and proud tears in my eyes.

(Photo credit: Sheryl Crisostomo)