Maybe this way you won't  be afraid of me
or of losing me.. that you won't tiptoe your way around
I could love you from afar but this time,
Will you be my friend?

you weren't even looking for it
yet you found the right book
liking it more than you expected
now you read like you owe it

for the lost time, maybe
questioning the timing
craving for more, you indulge
answering its questions

getting to know yourself more
you never thought,
how can a book connect,
and show your reflection

in many ways you couldn't imagine
of all the books you could choose
your favorite book owes it to you
for giving it an interest, a chance

for the attention
almost undivided
an ordinary book waiting
to touch even just for a single life

you flipped it open
patiently waited
carefully thought of it
and appreciated it

this book served its purpose
you could go back at it from time to time
it will be  right there lying around
you won't even need to look for it

you know where it is,
the pilot book, that made you read more
you would have discover a lot of books then
realize how unique and equally beautiful they are.

Words that linger
Undeserving and forbidden
We could have met later
Everything here is currently frozen

I wanted to ask, "Have you ever thought how our feelings just messes us up right now?" But even before I had the chance you said how you do not.. and won't ever regret everything that had happened. You felt things. You thanked me. I calmed down.

Altered realities
Just to talk about you
With my dearest friends
They should know about you

Couldn't lose to another end.
And then you said upright,
"You are my friend
more than someone I like."

Time passes
I stayed stationary
But it won't stop for me

You did not ever say
that you love her more
just how long has it been
If that equates to more
you wouldn’t have loved another soul
I wasn’t and am still not in the right place
But I should tell you,
Free yourself,
Until you can tell me,
You love her more.

I find myself waiting..
Maybe just longing..
It is all in the past,
But I wanted that hug to last.

It’s funny how I like the way I feel after losing you. It’s not morbid nor greedy.