Because what's untold, stays untold

Hi5! I will give you a question,

‘will you remember me?’

If you give back that question… I will answer 

‘i will remember you’

If you said ‘why’? I said ‘why not’?  those times, when we first met, when I first knew you it was nothing special until that night….remarkable.

Lucky I was, for having the chance to get to know you ever since. For having the chance to be in your inner circle, and as chessy as it may sound get closer to you.

Everybody knows we were never romantically attached to one another. Not that I don’t want to. Anyway, my point is you in my mind , it’s been more than just it.

It’s hurt that loving someone is never about being loved back.

You got my heart.

Words cannot explain how much I miss you. You has been in my mind though the good times and bad, but we have got to know each other so well I wouldn’t have you.

I don’t want look bad. You are the only I can truly trust with some of the biggest secrets in my life and they one that has always been there and always will be. But that was then. We always get through our silly arguments.

 I remember that.

I think….

Don’t know if I could ever be without you cause boy you complete me.

Yto who seems really nice

Yto I should talk to more

Yto who needs to do my ‘yto’

Time flies.

People say feelings never disappear, they only   hide for a while and can always return anytime it wants to. But for a while, I really thought it has disappeared. Thought .

You’re right, time flies, but your smile is time machine. Whenever I saw you’re profile picture, smile on me, my mind replays the same memory over and over again.

Where are you now? When I need you most. Why don’t you take my hand? I want to be close. Take my hand and walk with me. When nothing going right, I need you to set me free.

This time even worse, I start thinking about the could-haves.

Like, ‘we could’ve been together’, ‘it could’ve worked out’, anything else.

Could it have been?

Or I might just be hoping too much.

And if it’s in love. I wanna fall

Just promise me you’ll be here, through.

Here and now, still somehow

Maybe, someday I’ll be maturer.

Maybe someday I’ll be over you.

Maybe someday I’ll start liking someone else.

Maybe someday I’ll be with someone, maybe it’s not you.

Regardeless, at the moment, it is you. And I liking you.

And never thought it through