" I'll pull the stars down from the heavens to fill your empty skies."
you slid your fingers and intertwined them with mine, breathing with some anticipation and your breath was cold and warm at the same time. it was winter; i remember. i eased my weight on the car door and we were wearing boots and thick sweaters. we breathed slowly at every second. my boots were finding its way onto the cold white snow at the bottom of our foot. it was cold - very cold - and the only warmth i could find were in your hands. i smiled; because i was glad to find comfort in the simplest of things; just like how i always do.
you looked at me right in the eyes, your pupils looking so warm and dilating as your face came closer to mine. i told you if i stared at you long enough i could melt in your eyes. your eyes makes me feel warm and slushy - and i hate to admit that. you looked at me so intensely and you told me you loved me. i brushed it off sheepishly.
you pulled me back and told me you loved me again. i didn't like that, i really didn't like how you said that. i smiled and walked away again, but you held me back and told me you really do. you told me that if you had to tell me you love me for million times you would - and if you could hug me you would hold me in your arms forever.
i told you that forever doesn't exist and i love yous are just words people tell each other all the time even if they don't mean it. you tell me you do but i have heard that so many times. people telling that to each other all the time, but hardly anyone means it.
when i was younger i used to think that people only say i love yous when they mean it, but i grew up learning that they only do just for the sake of it. if people didn't mean what they say; then i rather not hear anything.
i wish i could tell you that i loved you too but i'm sorry i don't think i can trust you enough to tell you what i feel. i wish i could believe that you felt the same way for me; i really wished i could. but i'd never forget the day my father left. i don't think i can forget the way all of us cried that night begging him to stay when he was leaving. i don't think i can forget how he walked away as if nothing and no one meant to him anymore. it was as if no one, and nothing meant to him.
i learnt that love is just a one-time feeling and not "forever", like what others always say.
i wish i could tell you i loved you too; to the moon and back; and that if i had a star each time i think of you, we could take a lighted path to the end of the earth. and if i had a flower each time i thought of you, i could plant a garden.
i love you - but its not enough. you tell me you love me but it sounds otherwise. i don't know how long it will take for me to say i love you back but i wish i could have the strength to say it. but no - its not enough - at least not yet.
and when that time comes when i'm ready to tell you that i love you too,
i hope you'd still be waiting.
you slid your fingers and intertwined them with mine, breathing with some anticipation and your breath was cold and warm at the same time. it was winter; i remember. i eased my weight on the car door and we were wearing boots and thick sweaters. we breathed slowly at every second. my boots were finding its way onto the cold white snow at the bottom of our foot. it was cold - very cold - and the only warmth i could find were in your hands. i smiled; because i was glad to find comfort in the simplest of things; just like how i always do.
you looked at me right in the eyes, your pupils looking so warm and dilating as your face came closer to mine. i told you if i stared at you long enough i could melt in your eyes. your eyes makes me feel warm and slushy - and i hate to admit that. you looked at me so intensely and you told me you loved me. i brushed it off sheepishly.
you pulled me back and told me you loved me again. i didn't like that, i really didn't like how you said that. i smiled and walked away again, but you held me back and told me you really do. you told me that if you had to tell me you love me for million times you would - and if you could hug me you would hold me in your arms forever.
i told you that forever doesn't exist and i love yous are just words people tell each other all the time even if they don't mean it. you tell me you do but i have heard that so many times. people telling that to each other all the time, but hardly anyone means it.
when i was younger i used to think that people only say i love yous when they mean it, but i grew up learning that they only do just for the sake of it. if people didn't mean what they say; then i rather not hear anything.
i wish i could tell you that i loved you too but i'm sorry i don't think i can trust you enough to tell you what i feel. i wish i could believe that you felt the same way for me; i really wished i could. but i'd never forget the day my father left. i don't think i can forget the way all of us cried that night begging him to stay when he was leaving. i don't think i can forget how he walked away as if nothing and no one meant to him anymore. it was as if no one, and nothing meant to him.
i learnt that love is just a one-time feeling and not "forever", like what others always say.
i wish i could tell you i loved you too; to the moon and back; and that if i had a star each time i think of you, we could take a lighted path to the end of the earth. and if i had a flower each time i thought of you, i could plant a garden.
i love you - but its not enough. you tell me you love me but it sounds otherwise. i don't know how long it will take for me to say i love you back but i wish i could have the strength to say it. but no - its not enough - at least not yet.
and when that time comes when i'm ready to tell you that i love you too,
i hope you'd still be waiting.
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