Loving someone
and not being loved
in return
could possibly be
one of the worst forms
of self-destruction.

But have you thought that
just maybe they're also -
in the quite and dark of their room,
to the busy streets and traffic lights -
they wished you loved them back?

(Number one):
Maybe, just as your
heavy eyes
close to enter
the castles there in the skies,
hoping you'd see them
in your dreams tonight,
theirs are still open
at 3:37 am
because you still run
endlessly in the
tracks of their minds.

(Number two):
Maybe, just as your curtains
hold back the sun
outside your window
and you think,
"Oh my God, his smile."
they're already halfway
to your doorstep
but decided they don't want
to take a chance.

(Number three):
Maybe, just as your feet takes you
by your window
to see if they're waiting
for you on the sidewalk,
they've left because you've never looked outside.

(Number four):
Maybe, just as you found
the right words to describe them,
they've written countless journals
about you.

(Number five):
Maybe, just as you're
willing to drop the world
to hear them breathe,
they've already given up
even themselves for their heart
holds so much love for you.

Have you ever thought,
just maybe?