kathang-isip 002

Inspired by Sarah Kay's "A Love Letter: Toothbrush to the Bicycle Tire"


A Love Letter: Fork to Socket

I was always meant to be with someone else.
I was particularly made to go hand in hand with someone else.

Our birthmarks ornate together like perfect work of art.
Our sterling shines together. In perfect symmetry, perfect carves and perfect shallows.

The clink and the clank we make in perfect harmony.
We feed the same mouth and satisfy the same stomach.

People can't help but tell us "you are a perfect match".
Others would say "match made in heaven".
And that was fine. Perfectly fine.


All my life I was raised with the idea of spending the rest of my life with this someone.
And I always thought it was okay. That it was normal. And I was fine. Perfectly fine.

Until I’ve accidentally met you.
We were never supposed to meet.
But a sneaky curious hand led me on your way.
And the slightest touch electrified me.

And after that fortunate accident.
I can no longer restrain myself.
The livewire you have awaken in me is insatiable.
I can’t seem to be satisfied with just the clink and the clank of
Normal, ordinary, mundane life.
No. Not since when I’ve met you.

They said that I wouldn’t be able to handle you.
You are dangerous to say the least.
And that I was lucky to survive our first encounter.
That my body would’t be able to handle such chemistry, such electricity.
But I don’t mind.
I don’t mind.

Why would I mind if my carves and shallows won’t fit yours?
Why would I mind if there would be others that would fit you perfectly,
From time to time. From one snuggle to another.
Why would I mind that you light up somebody else?
Why would I mind? When all you did was made me feel alive.
That single moment of diversion in my long since been laid out life,
You made me feel alive. Why would I mind?


And if electrocution would be the last thing that would happen to me,
I’ll embrace you with all the force I can master and
Let all those electricity ran through my veins and fire up and light up the night sky.

And if getting close to you will be the end of me,
I’ll hold you as tightly as can be that even if in this life we weren’t meant to be,
At least my last thoughts would be, maybe in the next life...
Maybe.