We walk pass and lock eyes
Ask ourselves if we know this guy
No? Pass on by.

My heart goes out to many
My heart goes out to few
To friends who have my back
To the one I saved for you

Many think we have one heart
But I find that to be untrue
For I love the ones around me
As much as I love you

Some think I over exaggerate
When I yell out "I love you"
To a stranger, an acquaintance I just met
But they deserve love, too

So understand this heart of mine
In the many pieces you see
Is not broken, no,
But used, to share with many

The many are the ones I just met
The few are the ones I hold dear
If the many give it back to me
Then I give more to the few

If I were to ask
"who are you"
would you take the time
to have a conversation
with me and share your:
likes and dislikes,
loves and fears,
dreams and worries,
and strengths and insecurities,
becoming closer
as we had set out to be?
Or would you remain
my anonymous acquaintance
and simply share
only your name?

Look where you go...The man said,
Look where you go...Life screamed.

Have I realised it late, to turn it around!

My books lay on the path, where
I found the man saying...Look where you go.

Have I realised it late, to avoid a run-in!

I did run into him again, but
this time, I knew him and he knew me

He was my acquaintance

Is that presence always doomed.
anticipation of entering another's
life. The hope of them entering yours.
The wait. Knowing effort could
crack the very time they linger.
The fear that distance will cause
opportunity to cease. The decision.
The stop light switches from green
to red. Never seeming to be a cautious
yellow light. Informing you to proceed
carefully.

The feeling is wondrous with wait.
dreary with slight fear, even trepidation.

quite...anticipating.

Hello there, you're familiar to me.
Did you know I exist. Or are you
yet to forget my face as well.

Will you stay in my life or will you fade too,
amongst all the others, old and new.

how wonky a feeling.

very...anticipating..

One who once meant nothing,
Could make or break me.

I wanna say "Hi!"
But it comes out as "Bye."
I feel shy to see your face
Or be afraid to feel out of place
I want to be make acquaintance
But I keep putting distance
When I try to get close to you
I retreat everything I do