One look at your picture,
And chaos in my mind disappeared.
You brought peace to my solitude —
Something I have been longing for all my life.
I spoke of your name,
And I could taste the littlest of our memories;
That are as sweet as the honey,
And nostalgic as my childhood room.
You are my lifeline —
The very reason for my existence;
You are the hot chocolate on a rainy weather —
Full of warmth, love and calm — a home.
Sometimes, in the quiet of the night,
When the world is asleep,
I would let myself wonder,
What you felt when our eyes met…
Did you feel the same?
In a crowded room,
while we were surrounded by prying eyes,
Did you try searching for my presence?
Or I am like the clock in everybody's home:
always there, but no one tried looking at.
You looked at me once,
And never dared again.
How bittersweet to know,
All those other girls you've loved but me;
and all these other boys I have met but I only want you.
Where is cupid when I wanted to steal his bow?
I never fathomed how you become my peace,
When you are as well my chaos?
Mayhap I have loved feeling both,
And perhaps I am not sane at all.
Fiction.
