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Gwen Pimentel Jan 2015
How important it is
To have a friend
A bestfriend
Someone who won't leave you
No matter what
No matter how hard or complicated thins get
They'd always understand
They'd always be there

Someone who will catch you
When you free fall into the unknown
Someone who will be there to say
"I told you so!"
When you go don't listen to their advice
Someone to laugh with
And more importantly, someone to cry with
Someone who knows you better than yourself
Someone who will know your type of guy
Someone who can smell trouble
Someone who will defend you and will stand up for you
Someone who will stand in front of you and take all the pain in the world just so that you wouldn't get hurt
Someone that is worth keeping and
Someone that is worth fighting for
Gwen Pimentel Jan 2015
If you ask me out
Through a poem
I might not have the power
To resist and so I'll have to say
Yes
Gwen Pimentel Jan 2015
Find love
Learn to recognize it in the vast forms it may take
From a simple smile from a stranger
To meeting the one

Be ready to accept it with open arms,
As it may come unexpected
Receive love and most importantly
Learn to reciprocate it

When it does come,
Do not be selfish with it
Do not hide it or keep it to yourself
Plant the seed of love
So that you may produce more flowers, showing its beauty

When it wishes to leave,
It will hurt you
You will want to hold on to it
You will want to do everything humanly possible to make it stay
But it just won't
It can't
It wouldn't
It shouldn't**

Let love go
Release the selfish grips of your arms
That may have hurt you
And let someone else receive it
Let someone else experience
That magical feeling that love once gave you
And I promise,
Love will come back to you again someday
And hopefully by that time,
Love will be here to stay
Inspired by Phil Kaye and Sarah Kay's When Love Arrives
Gwen Pimentel Jan 2015
There was this one song
I knew by heart
that I used to love and
No matter how many times I heard it
or no matter how many times it replayed
I'd never get tired of it
I'd sing along to each lyric
Memorize each beat
But ever since that day
You ruined my favorite song
Gwen Pimentel Jan 2015
Being in gymnastics
Is like being in an abusive relationship
Everything just tells you "NO"
But you still stay

From the bars,
And how it releases the grips of your hands
To the beam,
Which only aims to make you wobble and fall off
To the vault,
Running full speed to it only to make you miss the vault
To the floor,
Wherein you try to flip and twist only to be defeated by Newton's law of gravity

With the stupid scoring system
Pointing out every flaw
With a deduction
Just cause your bra strap is showing
jeez!

And how we are trained to achieve the unachievable —
How every move is supposed to be precise
Every muscle squeezed and tight —
Perfection

And the fact that
You'll never actually be the best
There's always a harder skill
After you've achieved what you may think
Is your "hardest"

It pushes you
To your breaking point
Forcing you to be
This perfect formed strong gymnast
Which pays so much costs
Literally blood, sweat and tears

It tells you that
Every ******* time you fall
You just gotta get back up
And try again
That no matter how much sore you are
You gotta **** it up
And do it again
And again and again and again
Until you finally get it

But there are these magical moments
those little moments of pure happiness
When you get a skill you've been working on
When coach praises you for your improvement
When you get over your fear
And when you stand on top of that platform
Knowing you gave it your all

These moments
Are what keep us going
These moments
Are what we come back for
Time after time after leaving the gym saying
"I hate training!"
There's just something about
These moments so special
That keeps us wanting more

And I will never
ever
Stop loving gymnastics
No matter how many times it hurts me
Gwen Pimentel Jan 2015
What I should've realized
Long before
Is that
Loving you
Was always and forever will be
A choice
Which was mine to make

And this time
I choose not to
Gwen Pimentel Jan 2015
sad
but true
I have learned
to live
without
you
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