As we kissed, you said “I love you”
And i mumbled “Okay”
I hurt the last person who said that to me.
You said again “I love you”
And I mumbled “I love you too”
But love alone is not enough.
You said “are you sure? you don’t have to say it”
I said “i will have to ask myself that”
Were the words said for the sake of it, do these words weight this little?
I did feel the love the first night we spent together. It was beautiful.
But where are we going? I don’t see it. I barely know you.
Are these all words coming as excuses to stay away from love, or you don’t feel the same?
A person can be your addiction
A person can become a habit
A person can be love
A person can be your strength
And your weakness.
A person is more than the eyes, the nose and the lips, the face.
The person is more than innocence
The person is the best thing to happen to you
The person is your biggest selfless act
The person is your biggest selfless love
And your worst heartbreak.
This heart seeks for an assurance,
that things are going to alright,
that I will find the love of my life,
that I will find happiness in someone new.
But for now, I will smile with the happy moments I have in a friendship
For now, I will smile with all that I have.
And not dwell on what could have been,
Not what I wish I had.
Live in today,
Live in the now.
Yet this heart wants this tomorrow as well.
This heart is greedy for these moments of happiness.
I can feel your lips, may be because in some parallel universe I’m kissing you.
May be it’s my imagination but I want to believe it.
And I’m rooting for me in that universe who is living the dream.
Cheers to you another me!
I could write endless love stories about you and me.
Every detailed moments.
Like how you would get on top of me,
Look me in the eye
Give me a peck in the lips
And roll on to the other side of bed
Search for my hand looking at the ceiling
Grasp my hand tight
In that fantasy, I could spend a life time.
As you leave, close the door please
For I don’t want others to see me
Laying on the floor
Tears falling down the face
Broken, in pieces.
My love to you will not be returned. You will have to keep it, treasure it, for this kinda pure love will be hard to find again. Once I am gone. I will be gone. For my own sake.
You are setting out to start a new journey, I want to be part of it, close to it. I want to be your guardian angel but you have been mine for some time. I run to you. How will I run away from you?
You are in love. You smile. You care for her. It makes me sad and happy at the same time. Sad that it is not me. Happy you are getting your life on track. You are seeing the bigger aspect of life. But I am not her. Can never be.
I feel the love you have for me, I know you do too. If this is my imagination, so be it. But we cannot become us. But I am happy with this friendship. I am at peace.
Maybe in the next life, our souls will be together, not separated by anything.