Loving you wasn't like dancing in the rain
It was more of like swimming in an ocean where I know I’d drown anyway.
Yet people say,
This feeling I have for you would drift away.

Loving you was an addiction.
It was like consuming a hundred of cigarettes in a day.
And I pray that someday,
You would feel the same way.

I was truly intoxicated,
With the idea of receiving a love I’d want from you.
And yet you have no clue,
That I was dying to be with you.

If somebody asked me about you,
I’d tell them you were beautiful.
Absent-mindedly I would think of you as my whole universe,
I know you’d never think the same.






You were the brightest star,
Among the other faint ones.
I’d avoid eye-contact with you because I was always told to not stare directly at the sun,
For I’d seem to be some love-sick fan.

You were a rock,
I was a broken poetry.
But nonetheless I’m madly in love with you,
And I wish you’d feel the same way too.

You’d push me down,
I’d still fall back onto you.
I know this might seem crazy,
But can’t you love me too?

A love letter to you
Would seem like a suicide note.
Falling for you was like digging my own grave,
But please help me to be brave.

I’d ask you to hold the gun,
And unsurprisingly my sun,
You’d pull the trigger
And I’d let you.