Here I am again. Staring at a blank page. I don’t know where to start but there’s one thing I am sure of: after months, years of everything, I’m sure he’s the only one who can make me feel this way. We knew each other years back but were only given milimoments to talk. Life isn’t fair.
I’m changing for the better: one step at a time. After that night with him, (t’was months back) I know, it’s only him my heart beats for. Call me cheesy or whatever you want to but hey, I’m struck by love’s arrow. And I know no matter how many relationships he’ve had, I’ll still be here waiting for him. I know he doesn’t know about how strong my feelings are but hey, this is something real. I don’t care if he’s in a relationship now or if he’ll be in two or gazillion more relationships. I’m changing for the better: a better me, so that when I get back, he can at least have a reason to consider.
Well, this might be it. I’m crazy in love and I can’t do anything about it. YET. I know I am one with the Greeks who believe in soul mates. I already know who mine is. I just need to wait for it. We can go play and do whatever we wanna do with our lives now. But some time, somewhat, somehow, I’m wishing that at the end of the road we are now travelling distance apart lays a road cropped by destiny for us to travel together. I hope. I wish. I love you though you don’t know.
I dare you to let me be your one and only. Promise I’m worth it to hold in hold your arms.