When we met I felt you were the one.
The one who will give my life a different hue.
The one who will make my mornings better than they were before.
The one who will make me smile and laugh for sure.
Maybe I expected too much from you.
Everything I felt was too good to be true.
Or I guess I never should have expect anything from you.
For it only gave me hope that this dream of “us” will soon come true.
I thought so it might lead into something romantic.
Everything that I felt was magic.
It came as a hurricane.
And destroyed me more than storms cause pain.
I never intended to bother you in any way.
I didn’t want to oblige you to talk to me everyday.
But I honestly prayed you’re here to stay.
And be with me till the end of day.
Everyone asked if we have this special thing.
I could only smile and say nothing.
Because I honestly don’t know what we were.
Am I just a friend or is it something uncertain?
These feelings are something we couldn’t fake.
Maybe I was that risk you didn’t want to take.
And I was like a scar you’ve always hid.
Or A tear you never want to shed.
Why didn’t you warn me before I fell?
I didn’t know that it will hurt like hell.
I want to get to know you well.
Your fears and awes to me you can always tell.
I never want you to be my “almost”.
I constantly wished you’d be my “always.”
My “everytime” in this world full of “sometime”.