was it the ocean waves calling?
or was it your heart beating?
was it the little ***** tingling?
or was it your fingers tickling?
but it didn't matter which was it
cause I fell in love with them all

usually I speak the love words loudly
so loud, those words could create poetry
so loud, they'll boil the blood in your vein
so loud, your chest might feel so much pain

until I met him and I fell in love with him

he's everything still
so quite but perfectly clear
then I learn to declare love in silence
with only stars as our audience

relationship is not a game of
player one and player two
but it is a team of me and you

she is petite—a doll-like-pretty
they look great together; she and him
but I don't envy her, in fact, I pity her
cause she got to let go of him;
a guy who has a kind heart,
cannot be found in every dinasty,
speaks the truth so dearly,
kisses gently—hugs tightly,
free and sets me free

though he's not mine and never will be,
but I'm content enough knowing
that the girl who gets to share
his Sundays with is me

draw me a silver line
leave me a clear sign
for someday in the future time
I have a chance to call you mine

what I want is to know
you've been infected
by my blushing cheeks
whenever you call up my phone,
by the heat of my body
whenever you hold my hand,
and by my bubbly feelings
whenever you're around me

"so I've heard love is contagious," she said
*"I know, that is why I love you too," he smiled

baby, I never knew I could
feel happy like I don't know pain
and I never knew that it's possible
to dream while I'm waking up

all I know is I must let this go
—this illusion of every-us
in order to save myself
from you