Diary, English, Journaling, Photography, Poetry, Thoughts

The Boy Who Loved Another

Peter Pan

The flowers smell sweeter
when I am with you
I see the sky through
the mirror in your eyes
Your hand is my home
and your fingertips
cover me with warmth


the longing
in your eyes
fills me with pain
How can her memories
stay in your mind
yet empty your heart of happiness?

Peter Pan,
when will you look at me?
I’ve been flying beside you
but you’re always
at windows,
for a shadow
of one who has left
long ago.

Peter Pan,
will you fly away with me?
stop looking for her shadow
and catch a glimpse
of my face
and there you will see
all the love
there could ever be.


My heart is smaller than your fingertips
but my love is bigger than all of your parts.

Jade Herrera photographed by Paul Forrest Jade Herrera photographed by Paul ForrestJade Herrera photographed by Paul Forrest (Photos photographed by Paul Forrest at Artisano Studio)

I’m supposed to be writing a poem about union, but here I am blogging in the wee hours of morning, waiting for the first sunlight to peek through the sky, and listening to songs that could make brokenhearted people cry buckets of tears.

When I watched Peter Pan, I wasn’t interested in his romance with Wendy because I felt really bad for Tinker Bell. Tinker Bell has always been there for Peter Pan and though Margaret Kerry said that Tinker Bell is not in love with Peter Pan, I still think she had special feelings for him. Most of the people I knew were irked and disliked Tinker Bell because she caused so much mischief for Wendy, but I love her character the most.

Tinker Bell for me was the bravest character in that movie, not Wendy or Peter Pan. I admired her courage to sacrifice herself to correct the wrong things she did. I liked how she was always with Peter Pan, flying beside him like a shadow. But when Wendy came into the picture, she ended up in the sideline. As a child, I told myself that Tinker Bell must have been sad and heartbroken to see that she had been replaced by Wendy. There must have been times that she thought to herself “If only I am Wendy then Peter would still be with me.”

That was one of the reasons why I’ve always wanted to write a poem in Tinker Bell’s perspective. To be honest, I’ve had this poem in my mind for years. But every time, I try to write it, the words never seem right. It still doesn’t sound right, but maybe I’ll be able to revise this poem when my eyes is no longer heavy with sleep or my mind is no longer occupied with the things that I have to do.

Sorry for the lengthy post. I haven’t blogged for a long time and I got carried away. I hope you don’t mind. By the way, here are some songs that also became my inspiration in writing this poem:

Here’s an English cover of EXO’s Peter Pan. (Can’t find one for Yenny though)


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