"Don't fall for someone perfect", they said.
"You'll end up comparing everyone else to him,"

When I first heard it, I laughed it away.
I thought it was impossible,
Impossible for someone "perfect" to exist.

And then, I met you.
It all happened way too fast.
Till now, I've no idea why I fell for you.

Those feelings were left as it was because to me,
I've held on to the notion that
Girls shouldn't confess first.

It's too bad (and too late) that I didn't heed that piece of advice.

it was summer last year
when you first held my hand
ever so secretly
in the eyes of the public

it was summer last year
when we first shared a can of coke
ever so slowly
staring at the sunset

it was summer last year
when you walked me home
ever so gentlemanly
making sure i was protected en route to my house

it was summer last year
when everything started
ever-

everything ended
when summer ended.

husky
low
strong
soothing
cheeky
****
teasing
joking

and so much more i could list
about the different ways you spoke to me
how your voice would change
depending on the situation
and sometimes,
you would even add in a half-smile
while talking to me
not knowing how much that half-smile
leaves me melted

i wonder what cologne you use.

when i come into contact with you
there's this slight waft of fragrance
that comes from you
just catching the attention
of my nose (me)
ever so slightly.
ever since then
i was intrigued by
the cologne you use.

i wonder what cologne you use.