Don't call it love but the warm feeling am feeling when you're close to me makes me wonder is this what people meant by no matter how long you have loved someone, once you catch the unexpected person, everything changes.
How surprising am missing the time spending with you. Your guitar strings open up space to squeeze you in my almost broken heart. You look at me straight to the eyes when you're playing rock songs, my heart flies away with the melody. I've been swayed by you.
Though you're not closer than perfection of the man I've been long to be but perfect may occur in another mean of perfection. Now, I see you're perfect in your own way. Never I thought I would feel warm around you but am dependent at the moment of taking me away to be around you, more and more.
Suddenly, I miss you already. We both are strong, much stronger to have the guts to let go the person we love. I just moved on and you just let go the girl you loved. Aren't we the survivors in love? Yes, certainly we are.
Wait for me, I'll be back to be around you and your guitar. You may not know what am feeling, I may not know what am feeling either but for the time being, some things are better left unsaid. Let's just go with the flow and see how we go, how far we go.
p.s. can't stop wanting to be around you. thank you for beautiful days spent.
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