The first time I saw him.
He had a far away look in his eyes.
I couldn't look away.
He was the most beautiful of the sights.

Next time,
He was talking with his hands.
I stood on sidewalk, tried to understand.
He looked at me, gave me a nod.
Acknowledging my presence, still leaving it alone.

It was the fifth or maybe sixth time,
then he talked.
For a second, my breathing, my heart, my world has stopped.

His eyes hypnotising.
His voice a song written just for me.
His smile made the world lit up.
And the confidence to never give up.

He was the wind,I was the dust.
floating with him,with a blind trust.
He did everthing right.
I did what I could to make our future bright.

Then he left. ..without a backward glance.
Now I'm a shell of a person. ..
Struggling to give love a second chance.

I have a confession.
I'm scared.
I'm overwhelmed.
I'm not thinking straight.
I've never been more afraid.
I'm losing it.
This feeling is becoming an essential.
I can't accept a partial.
It's cutting me deep.
It's making me bleed.
It's grazing on my heart.
It's tearing me apart.
It's blurring my vision.
It's raising the suspicion.
And It's becoming consuming.

I was high on your love.
But the reality sobered me up.
I was floating on the cloud nine.
Then I realised that you'll never be mine.

But I'm okay! !..I've accepted it.
That sometimes that just it.
This thing between you and me.
I'm gonna behold and cherish it.

I promise to be your sacred place.
Where you can be anything you want.
I promise to be always there for you.
No matter what it is that you want.
Just be my friend,
Trust me we're gonna have a blast.