I've liked you for a long time now

though I thought it would eventually fade away

since you'd never even notice me


but then by some twist of fate,
you did

it felt so surreal the first time we talked

and even more unbelievable when you
trusted me with your deepest secrets


now that this feeling is growing
into something

I am afraid I could not contain

would you mind telling me



am I in this too deep now?


**

From the moment my mind wakes, I am busy.

What to wear, how to do my hair, what to cook for lunch; that's usually  what my mind is busy with first thing in the morning. I fumble to get out of bed and cook for myself, trying to remember how much salt I should put in, contemplating if I should fry or boil the fish, or make a mental list on what to shop for next time.

But then again, my mind hasn't been busy enough not to think about you.

Has my name ever even crossed your mind randomly? Because I couldn't count in my hands the instances that yours did.

I see a lot of strangers on the way, passers-by, and I keep wondering what (or maybe who) they are thinking. I ride the train taking me to a place where I could distract myself from anything related to you.

I try to pretend you don't exist in this place. I try to push you out of my head with things I know are far more important than you. I try to forget the idea of you. Yet, these are all but failed attempts; as my mind unconsciously drifts towards our late night conversations and little inside jokes.

Tell me again, has my name ever even crossed your mind randomly? Because you keep on tugging at the ends of my head even in the most obscure times.

It's ten past seven and I'm getting ready to leave. Immediately my mind shifts to thoughts of getting my errands done for the day. I walk the path towards my house, noticing the moon shining brightly above me and I start to wonder if you're looking at it too.

I ask this for the last time; has my name ever even crossed your mind randomly?

Because your name has been etched into the lobes of my brain, and it aches; every now and then.

**

You seem the kind of peril she wouldn't mind getting familiar with.

She wanted you to see how she had those fire in her eyes whenever she told you about her dreams, about her passion, about her fears that she wanted to conquer. She wanted you to whisper to her how much she meant to you, although she would never admit it.

To her you were a bright, massive star; capable of illuminating her entire world, yet having an unstable heart.

One day, you told her how you could name a hundred reasons why she was never like the others. and that you loved her. Just love her. You never knew how she kept on thinking about those words for days, because that is all she could do; think, but not believe. And you never knew, because she would never tell you.

Oh how she longed to brush her fingers through your hair. To hold hands with you just because. To share tight hugs that could go on forever. To spend late night to morning talks with you. She hopes for the day to come when all her daydreams become reality.

She could go on and on about these things, but then, there are certain things that, no matter how hard she yearned for, will never be.

The danger she never feared; the chaos she looked forward to; the ruin she expected.

That, dear, is you.

**

I don't know what to think or to believe. ..... But everyone knows if anythg happens to me it's *** of ur doing and they have ur  FULL name and more .... Just incase!!!!.

You were once around.

thought we were sound.

A flash of light.

Sudden plight.

You use,

abuse,

confuse,

I lose.

Emotional fall back,

your safety net.

Not anymore.