Someone not Strong...
There was something bout him…
something like I’ve been wishing all along…
something I knew I would want over again…
I’ve been looking around close to me yet he came from a faraway land. He’s quite not like those some random guys you meet anywhere. The moment he spoke to me, I knew I found a gem…oh so rare, delicate cut, kissed by an angel…I wonder would I cry touching it…what if I want it…
Eyes with shade of the skies, messy hair, so straightforward, one look, he seems a jerk but nothing is what it seems the moment he smiled at me. I wonder how many hearts have been broken by that smile…why do I care…
With lots of wonders and what-ifs, I kinda knew where this was going.
One day he asked me what kind of person I would want to love. I answered, “Someone not strong…”
He was very puzzled so he asked why. I told him, he would know soon…
I had a glimpse of every corner of his life, his secrets been unfolded. One day, I realized I started to care. The more I knew about him, the more it made me weak. The gem I’ve found was overpowering me. I didn’t touch it yet, but it already captured me. It was getting closer…gleaming to be touched…wanting me to want him…perhaps more than that. I just know now I would cry not touching it. I just know now I don’t only want it…I love it like much.
There was something bout him…something like I’ve been wishing all along…something I knew I would want over again…
Apparently he’s never forgotten what has been baffling him…so he asked again though he had me. “Hmm about that person you’d want to love...why would he be someone not strong?”
I smiled at his so serious face and just said, “Yea, he’s someone not strong… not strong enough to let me go.”
