you have no idea.

no idea of what i feel about you. of how much i care about you. of how much i think you're amazing. of how often i'm thinking about our future together. of how much you mean to me. of how much happiness you have brought into my life. of how much you make me happy and sad at the same time.

you have no idea.

no idea of how much you make me feel so alive. of the butterfly riot that takes place in my stomach when you talk to me. or when you sing a song for me. or even when you hold my hand. when you hug me. when you kiss me gently. of how much you make me scared and worried most of the times.

you have no idea.

no idea of how much you take me ups and downs. of how many lies you've said. of how much you hurt me sometimes. of how much i want to slap your face, and kiss you after that because i knew you're hurt. of how much i don't want to see you because i'm too ******. of how much i will hate you after we fought, but missing you immediately after that. of how much i want you to be my last.

you literally have no idea.

no idea of how much i want you to change, but i realized if i ask you to do so, you won't be the person i'm falling in love with from the very beginning.

you just have no idea about all that...

I always finish the wine when it’s opened

My thumb’s always the shoehorn for my shoe

I always miss the snow in the spring time

And I’m always thinking about you.

it’s 3 AM in the morning and my thoughts are wandering to the day when i finally meet the one that I’m going to marry

it will be Tuesday
i bet that i'll wake up 27 minutes late 'cause i spend the night before going out with my girls
i'll have too much gin and even drunk dialed my ex-boyfriend on my way home
the next morning, my head probably hurts like hell
i'll forget to put my highlighter on 'cause it's nowhere to be found
clock's ticking, i'll grab my favorite elephant heels and drive past the street
i'll stop by at my favorite coffee shop and you'll be arriving exactly 5 seconds before that
you'll open the door and hold it up for me,
i won't forget to say thank you
we'll order the same coffee and share a quick smile at the cashier
you'll smell like a sweet sunset
i'll notice your brown eyes, not knowing that i'll be looking at them everyday for the rest of my life
you'll share a bad joke to me, it is bad i must admit
but we'll laugh anyway and secretly hoping to see each other again the next day

and we will be
and the day after that
and everyday for the next two months

we will fall in love, easily
and i'll be grateful for waking up 27 minutes late that Tuesday morning

yet she's so nice-
one struggles not to dream
for she's so nice-
yet not as cruel as it seems

hard to imagine-
imagining that she thinks alike
never, don't be stupid-
not in a million years, alright

but then a tap comes to greet me,
on my back not discretely
I swear I jumped slightly-
when she sat right beside me