Fate seemed to be dumbfounded,
Letting us cross our paths that day.
Since then, You never came off my head,
Such as a memory;
To good to pass off,
Yet too painful to be kept.

You were an enigma:
A close acquaintance,
But a mysterious person.
I wanted to know you better,
Yet my cowardice didn't let me.
Anonymity was made my only choice;
Here it is.

I have the slightest of clues,
Maybe, it's uncanny.
You struck me, in the calmest of storms.
You make my thoughts insane,
You set my heart ablaze.
You, made me feel, different.

I'm not so sure, however,
If I am to use that Word;
I am far too scared to,
And too weak to tell you.
It's ironic: you make me joyous,
And you also make me melancholic.

The clock will never stop ticking.
Time, yet again, I wasted on nothing.
But I digress;
This hollowness I feel, is fulfilling.
Alas, I'll say it now:
I dedicate this to you, my Someone...