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May 2
i think of you every now and then
but recently all too often
wondering if i've crossed your mind

i reminisce the past of witnessing your beautiful smile
your voice that is forever so mellow
your deep dark eyes that I dare not to stare for too long
for i fear i would drift into it
and of course the moments when i catch you glancing at me

i wish i told you how I felt
because clearly you felt the same
but part of me was glad that I didn't
for i know our time together would be fleeting

either way it would cause the same dreadful
emptiness i'm feeling most of the time
and i pretty much prefer the latter for ineffable reasons

each day i'm becoming of the person i want to be
but i feel nothing much changed
because i still have this void in me
to the rain of my forest.
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