"Tell me about you" he whispers,
I want to know more
I've seen you before,
So I couldn't ignored....
The elegance in your steps
The truth you profess
A genuine interest even in my disinterest

I kept running away.
But no matter which
direction I go, I don’t
know if it’s the right
way. When I feel that
I found the right way,
I can’t seem to go
any further.

Maybe I left my heart
at the place where
I gave it to you, and
you left it there, too.

The truth is...
we don’t love
the person
we love
because they
love us back.

We just love them.
No reasons.
And quite frankly,
that’s what makes
it so liberating.

Sometimes,
we see things
clearly when
we close
our eyes.