I once felt tickles
Tickles of love, with an innocent mind
A child seeking for the bright moon
Like a flower move towards the sun
My heart once more try to reach love
Because this is a topic of survival
Survival for my own heart.

How odd is it?
That I feel like the universe's center
Whenever we're together

Isn't it unusual?
How I feel completely grand
Whenever you clasp my hand

I find it too peculiar
How you manage to make me feel spectacular
And it's too extraordinary
Just how much you make me happy

But strange doesn't even begin to cover
How much I feel like I don't matter
Whenever we aren't together

I am addicted to your warmness
Mesmerized by your tenderness
I am simply attracted to your being
But my heart is hindered by something

You show me two different faces
That tears my decision to pieces
What should I really feel?
Which side of you is real?
The one you show when it's just us two
Or when people surround you
The one who pacifies my nightmares and demons
Or my every doubt and every fear's manifestation

Am I just a distraction?
A source of attention?
Do I matter?
Or do you only think of me when we're together?
Do you only remember me when you crave for comfort?
When you're lonely, in need of love and support?
Does it even matter who gives you warmth?

Answer me truthfully...
Do you really love me?
Honestly...
What do you think of me?

I do not love you
Nor am I in love with you
I honestly have no feelings for you
Yet...

But what will happen?
Once I've completely fallen?
How will you act? Which face would you show?
Who the person is and which is the mask, let me know
Tell me the truth about the face behind
It doesn't matter how nice or unkind
I need to know which is real
I need to sort out how I feel
I want you all for myself
But I don't think you even know your true self
So for now please stay away from me
Because I'm on the verge of falling completely

Our accidental encounter
That inserted your life in my existence as if its the most natural thing in the wold

I should have stayed unknown
And
You should have remained anonymous

Today
there will be both thunder and rainbow
in the manner you'll meet my stare
The sun will try to keep its cool
but we'll both blush and try to look away
I will put up my umbrella so
I'll float while resisting the sweet skies
But still, in cloud nine there'll be gravity
so I'll fall all over again and meet your eyes
The butterflies will then be constant
and we will blush but the gazes will stay,
Then there will be both thunder and rainbow
and we will hardly, we'll hardly breathe
*today

do you just keep
hiding?

something;
everyone’s seeking something.

*
Ready or not, hiding or not,
someone will always,
ALWAYS*,
come
seeking.