Half shy. Half scared. You never really looked into my eyes like this morning. You wore that wayfarer, I couldn’t see the part of you that you hid from me so well. How many lines do we still need? How many walks and unending talks to put you to sleep. I sat you down and tap your head. For you it was strange and at the same time, sweet. Basically that’s you and me. Half truth and half lies, you never really knew what it was until you were lost in the moment. Somehow I made your fears walk out and leave. You never really saw me as just your best friend. Truth be told, I never thought I’d found love at all. Resigned to the fact that I’ll always be alone. Just when you chilled, I walked in and gave you flowers everyday and you told me that sad songs started to fade away. I wanna know who wrote our story. Who set up each and every scene. Cause everything was picture perfect from the start.

I may not hug you everyday, kiss you by the cheek, or wake up next to you. But you know that you have my heart with you, always. Even though we only see each other only once in awhile, it’s always amazing. It’s always perfect. We fight less and we laugh more. We eat and eat and just forget about the world. We kept on forgetting the past and not worrying about the future cause all that matters is that moment of being with each other. We’re like kids refusing to grow up. We still have a long way to go. I promise, you’ll never be alone.