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 Jul 2015 KC M
jhabhabz
Two years ago,
I never knew you existed, a greek hero waiting for history.
I didn't know there's a someone like you
walking on the pavements of this complicated world.

One and a half year ago,
we were asked to attend a meeting.
As I familiarize with the new set of faces,
I set my eyes on you, for the very first time, a greek hero attentively listening to the speakers during that time,
"he's cute and cool," I said to myself,
but I insisted, "no, just stop it, concentrate and listen"

One year ago,
I saw you in your casual yet cool attire,
The door shut when you passed through the glass door,
but you immediately held and opened it when you saw me left behind the other side
At that moment, you became my hero,
my hero who, I knew, didn't hear my "thank you."
I felt guilty, and I can't forget you anymore.

Within that one year,
my boss keeps on insisting that she likes you for me,
I said "no, I am out of his league."
It is true, I will never be a Penelope of a greek hero like you.
I haven't told anyone about my feelings for you
and I let those emotions die.
I tried to stop thinking about you,
and I succeeded without breaking down and cry.
And there I was, no more smiles, no more blushes,
each time I bumped into you along those aisles.

Until one day,
You talked to me - work-related.
My best friend and colleagues-slash-friends-slash-siblings joked you to me as we discuss official matters,
and the rest was history.

For a few months now,
my puppy feelings for you came back,
We now greet each other, we now talk to each other,
We are colleagues, there's no more to that,
I keep on telling my self,
Because I'm a nobody, you are a greek hero and I will never be your Penelope.
 Jul 2015 KC M
Cecil Miller
I thought about you for a while today,
Imagined all the things I’d like to hear you say.
You said many things I wanted to be true,
And when I fantasized I said, “I love you, too.”

If only I could feel the things you feel,
Are you just a friend, or will more be revealed?
I know I’m not the perfect specimen.
But I love you now, and I will love you till the end.

And when you think of me,
Remember me with kindness.
If you go away,
Please, close the door with tenderness.
And all you are,
Is everything you could have been to me.
I know you would,
If only you could love me.

I sat in silence with my thoughts today.
And then I practiced all these things you’ll hear me say.
I never knew I had such feelings inside.
I would have said before, if it weren’t for my pride.

The truth is more like that I fear too much,
And do women like their men to be tough?
I wonder maybe if there could be a chance,
If I am bolder, so I’m here to show my stance.

And when you think of me,
Remember me with kindness.
If you go away,
Please, close the door with tenderness.
And all you are,
Is everything you could have been to me.
I know you would.
If only you could love me.

I knew that if I wore my feelings on my sleeve,
There was a chance that things would change and you would leave.
One in a million lucky few can feel like this.
I want to thank-you.
I love you.
You’re worth the risk.

My heart’s not broken, but it’s fortified.
You’ve taught me lessons, you brought joy to my life.
You’ve shown me kindness, and when to let go.
And lots of other things, I think you should know.

I have to tell you all these words I’ve said
Have just been swimming loudly ‘round in my head.
I didn’t mean to put you on the spot.
I am in love, even though you’re probably not.

And when you think of me,
Remember me with kindness.
If you go away,
Please, close the door with tenderness.
And all you are,
Is everything you could have been to me.
I know you would.
If only you could love me.

I knew that if I wore my feelings on my sleeve,
There was a chance that things would change and you would leave.
One in a million lucky few can feel like this.
I want to thank-you.
I love you.
You’re worth the risk.

Was writing for a musician friend, a guitarist, to see what he could do. Negotiations are on the table. Lyrics completed dec. 29, 2015. All copywrites reserved by the writer.
This is the second time I am posting this today. I deleated what I posted because of a bullying comment. I blocked the silly girl, but was unsure if it would remove her harrasing. Please do not comment, unless it it nice.

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