I feel for you. It's something I can't put into words, really. Like I'm being this girly girl all over again. One step forward, two steps backward. That's how I am. I am insecure. Are you for real or are playing with my heart just like all them other guys? Your past was beautiful, so beautiful than I am. I am insecure. But then I think of how you stop and stare at me when you're in the middle of saying something and I look at you so suddenly. I like how you smile at me and whenever you turn red is for me what's needed for my security. I like how our eyes meet on that tinted glass door just so nobody else would see us looking so silly for each other. I like how you say my name. I like your honesty when you tell me about all your doings. I'm glad I let you feel what I have been feeling for you -- I LIKE YOU.

I enjoy watching you turn red. It gives me the assurance that you feel what I wanted you to feel all along. It feels like forever has passed since the last time I feel this way - smiling at nowhere for nothing but you, feeling like I have a sunny day even when it’s gloomy, and the feeling that I feel whenever I look at you. How beautiful it is to live in a time like this, a time when I am trying to live my life the way I should be and taking my path the way others has designed for me. Then, we met. You said ‘Hi’ for the first time and every day since then was an everyday full of ‘Hi’ from you. Maybe ‘Hi’ will be our ‘always’.

I enjoy looking at you and you looking back at me with such seriousness on your face. People talk about your past, but please don’t let your past define your future. You have yet to unravel those beautiful things deep within you and when that time comes, I hope you will let others see the brighter side of you.

It’s always risky, I know. And I am grateful of all those time spent with you no matter how limited it is and for the remaining ticking off the clock, let’s enjoy our company shall we? I won’t be regretful that I made it easy for you to read through my actions of how I feel, I never wanted the thought of regretting in the future of how I never let you feel the way I feel for you.

You had me at hello.
You had me with that look.
You have me every time.
Just do what you have to,
I will appreciate even the corniest thing you could ever say.
I will cut our moment from the hands of time
Bury it deep inside my heart.
I'll forever treasure our little time shared.
Just walk right to me, start that talk.
Everything will fade, you'll see.
Everything except you and me.

It doesn't matter If you've fallen
Scars wherever you've seen them
In your heart, in your mind,
Or maybe both with some
On your body.

I'll still be for you
Always be in love with you
Even if, even though
It doesn't matter how many of those
It will still be you. Always.

And into a million pieces her heart is broken
He said all the things that might
Unbreak her fragile heart
But with his hands, the knife has cut her skin
Blood gushes and floods the aisle
To forever, forever was paved by the smell of her blood
He broke her heart; her heart is broken.