when I put down my book just to be there with you
when I stop talking just to hear your voice
when I’m eager to greet you first thing in the morning
when I’m reluctant to say goodnight because I still wanna talk to you
when I do those kind of things
I really want you
I didn’t fall in love with you the very first time I saw you
I didn’t fall in love with you the second or third or fourth time I saw you
I fell in love between knowing you and being with you Continue reading
Ricocheted intensity of such voice
Over thy ears, it seems like a noise.
Bewildered by the owner of such,
Engulfed by his stories that much.
Rumblings of facts he knew,
Telling to you those which are new. Continue reading
When I feel down and bad
Do you think of hugging me?
When I don’t know what to do anymore
Do you think of holding my hand?
When we’re taking a night walk
Do you think of us? Continue reading
Walks under the moon and stars
The atmosphere filled with stories
Reminiscing old memories
While making new ones
Stories of stories
Every bits of stories
Vast of laughter shared
Infinite smiles you brought Continue reading