Maybe …
A moment of laughter, giggling innocently when we were kids. Buying some ice cream from our favorite vendor. Sure, they are as sweet as you. Though, you are much sweeter in my opinion. Luring me with those doe eyes and wide smile. So troublesome, yet divine. Maybe, I’m being foolish.
A one fine day, delicate sounds of birds chirping. The universe does have its own magical way. Suddenly we meet again. Gazing your movements, monitoring your heart rate. What a troublesome still, yet captivating. Am I imagining things? Why are you so mesmerizing? Maybe, I need a break from work.
A surprising encounter, a new memory being captured. What snowball? It’s an ice seal, you little snowflake. Maybe I should have made it more pretty, more cute. You like those kind of stuffs. No, you love them, I suppose. All these years, you mistook it as a snowball. So typical of you. Oddly I’m not mad. Maybe, I just mistook my feelings.
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Another day, another plan. But somehow, all I can think about is your name. Sipping my coffee, ready to start the day. Heading outside, your blessings by my side. Hoping everything goes well, I wish more to you than myself. Maybe, I do care about you.
A moment of silence, a moment of understanding. Surging through the room like a blessings. Pulling me into the warm embrace, making me feel safe … though, I should be the one who protects you. Maybe, it’s just a moment of weakness.
A sacred vow between us, an elegant dance within. The way you smile behind the veil, thought I’m in a fairy tale. Hands intertwined, a view so divine. How come I’ve been so blind? Maybe, you’re always in my mind, and now … I have made you mine.
