He is not the guy I am looking for
But why did I find him?
He, who has eyes that says a thousand words
He, whose prose is nothing but absurd
He, who has a smile that makes everything brighter
He, who makes a not so good reader
He, who is a perfect gentleman
He, who makes an ordinary day to a best one
He, who cares so much about others
He, who turns winter into summer
He, who doesn’t want to see a girl cry
He, who is never afraid to give anything a try
He, whose heart already belongs to someone else
It doesn't really makes sense
Why do I have to meet someone as perfect as him
Only to make me feel that I can never have him
This is a goodbye poem, I guess? Hahaha