It's funny how a memory works.
And it's funny how my heart still aches every time I think about it.
It was saturday night,
You texted me asking me to meet you because you wanted to talk about us.
I was so anxious about what are we going to be.
I'm afraid you'll say goodbye yet I'm so excited about the thought of us being happily together.
I can't sleep that night thinking about every possibilities I'm going to face tomorrow morning.
sunday morning
You asked me to meet you after lunch.
I found myself very excited and a little nervous before our rendezvous.
It was one in the afternoon,
We sat there inside your car.
My heart beats funnily and my stomach keeps twitching.
You drove your car to a nearby parking lot.
And looked at me groggily after you parked your car.
And you started to talk,
You told me that your parents disapprove our relationship.
You stared into my eyes and I felt a tug in my chest.
I'm on the verge of tears, I remember thinking "how to hold it back?"
You sighed and told me that you are sorry.
And told me not to hate your family and I can put the blame on him.
But how can I hate him when I'm still so deeply in love with him?
I don't know what to say anymore
I don't think we were even speaking in our native language,
We were speaking in tears and nervous grief body language.
I told you not to apologize, and I completely understand
That sometimes, things can't always be the way we want them to be.
I would learn later that fate works in mysterious ways.
I catched myself staring at you, memorizing every detail of your face
Handling myself not to burst into tears.
Your eyes whispered to mine that they understood,
And you pulled me closer to your embrace.
It was warm, that is all I can think about.
You drove me home, and you parked your car before you dropped me off.
You asked me for one last hug before we say goodbye.
I stepped out of your car,
and now I know,
I know that we are only meant to cross each other path yet never going to walk on it together.