If only you knew the way I looked at you.
Even if I was gazing pass you I can see you on my side peripheral vision, clearer than anything else.
You beside me makes me lose focus and not be myself.
I see your eyes are on me and if only you knew how my heart skips a beat when you're staring.
I know you know you're intentionally looking at me but I try to compose myself but deep down I'm panicking.
I can't focus even with new sceneries on the road because I have something much more beautiful beside me that I rarely gaze upon, that's you.
The way you slowly lean towards me and grab my hand, put your head on my right shoulder makes me want to melt too.
When I kissed you again that time and you said "I miss you" gave a spurt of happiness.
I missed the tenderness of your lips on mine at that moment.
It had me dazed, it had me lost in that time fragment.
That memory with you by the beautiful beach side was perfect.
It was short, sweet but enough to last and be imprinted in my mind.
I was able to hold you again in my arms.
A lost sensation that I was again able to find.
It's hard to sit there and be close and not kiss you.
It's hard to kiss you and not experience breathing deeply.
It's hard to kiss you and slow down my rapid beating heart.
It's hard to kiss you and stop my skin tingle with electricity, to feel love drunk and love dizzy.
It's hard to kiss you knowing that was the last kiss.
A promise shattered, a lie that says we'll never be apart.