I looked at him, he stared at me.
I asked for water, he gave it free.
I offered my hand, he held it tight.
I made a trick, he got it right.
I asked him a question, he answered it.
I made it complicated, he still got it.
I cried; he stopped me.
I am sad, he made me happy.
I felt alone, he stayed by my side.
I asked for honesty, he never lied.
I was so happy, he might as well be.
If you will ask him, I think he’ll agree.
So finally I told him, “It was you whom I am loving.”
I cried.
Because he said, “I am sorry, I was just playing.”
DO YOU LOVE ME?
I fucking care for you.
And I hate it.
Do you love me?
Answer please.
Because I love you.
RUNNING AND WAITING.
It has been months.
I am waiting for you.
Day and night you conquer my thoughts.
You are waiting for me.
Day and night I conquer your thoughts.
Running is tiring.
And so is waiting.
HEARTBREAKS
I fell apart.
Broken and shattered.
I stood up.
Firm and confident.
I found you.
Loyal and true.
I liked you.
More than others do.
I thought of you.
Day by day.
I fell for you.
Deeply and secretly.
You knew about it.
Too early.
We went out.
More than the usual.
I love you.
Oh so true.
I thought you fixed me.
But you’re just like the other.
You just tried, but you have broken me again.
LIKING AND LOVING EACH OTHER
You were my inspiration.
College motivation.
I said I like you.
And you had no reaction.
But, oh well.
Come on.
I know you miss me.
Because you like me too
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