It's been over a month, I kept my silence.
Facing the days thinking of you
But as time passes, it eats deeper..
When despair lies in wait.
What words to describe how much I care?
You once asked me: "Why do you like me?"
There's so many reasons and yet no reasons
For simply beauty of love comes from within.
Some might say it's too early to say these things
But what do you know how I felt then and now?
I've been trying hard to find the right words
Of what is yet to be..
Thank you.
No comments:
Post a Comment