Sorry, I got a li'l imbalanced with your uneven promises.

The last night i spent with you
I think we stood in the shower
for over an hour.
Now that you're gone
I stand in the shower and try
to trace your fingertips
on my skin for hours.
And my chest feels like
it's going to cave in
when I think about how
I don't know what length
your hair is anymore.
I start to wonder if i will ever
forget your birthday
just like I'm slowly forgetting
the color of your eyes
and the sound of your voice.

The mellifluous tones of his voice
Put my heart at ease
Lulled by the sound he makes,
I get lost in reverie

Is it the tenderness in his voice?
Or perhaps the words he utter?
Or his cloying expression?
I am not so sure

Whatever it may be,
My heart always sings with glee
Then I begin to cry
And express my deepest sentiment

How strange yet astonishing it is,
To feel everything at once
Just by hearing the sweet sound
Of the voice that enraptures me

your smile misses me while no one was still ever intended for me.

Sometimes all i want to do is hold her tightly and make her feel as if nothing in the world can hurt her - She's safe
Other times I want him to hold me that same way as I sink into his arms, drowning in the smell of his cologne - I'm safe

He's standing, He's standing over there.
With grey eyes and an intense glare.
How did I not notice this?
Oh, it really isn't fair.
For I can not have him,
Yet, he makes me so scared.
I think I'm in love or is it a crush?
I'm not really sure but I like his light touch.
He never speaks, He only looks.
With his grey eyes that are full of hurt.
Oh I wish I can hold him.
I wish he can hold me.
but that is impossible, for he has another he.
Why does he look at me?
Why doesn't he speak?
Why can't he say those 3 simple words to me?
I'm okay.
I'm really okay.
I'll be satisfied by just looking at him from far away.