Sometimes, I wonder what
made you dear each day..
Is it the look that penetrates
my soul..
Is it the smile that freezes
my heart beat..
Is it the dream that ignites my
fantasies..
Is it the naughtiness that never
miss to tease.
Sometimes, I ask myself why I’ve
given you my heart..
Is it the longing I always see in
your hazel-brown eyes..
Is it the magical words of love
that gently melt my heart..
Is it the anticipation of making
sweet love by candle lights,
Is it the promise that you will
love me forever and a day.
Sometimes, I as k myself how
come…
You seem to always read
what’s on my mind
You seem to anticipate what I will
say next..
You seem to feel my pains and
happiness..
You seem to be aware of my
heart’s wishes.
Sometimes, I ask myself if I can
bear the pain..
If one day you’ll realize that this
is just a fling..
If one day you’ll get tired of
buzzing me,
If one day you’ve had had
enough of dreaming ,
If one day you decided to call it
quits as an ending.
Sometimes, I ask myself if this relationship is worth
The tears that I shed when you
deeply touched my heart..
The worries that keep me awake
when you failed to log..
The anxiety of waiting for you to
come on line..
The loneliness that I felt
whenever we said goodbye.
Sometimes, I ask myself, if I am I
willing to take the risk..
To nurture this relationship in
spite of its uniqueness..
To dream with the man I’ve
entrusted my heart with..
To love wholeheartedly in the
midst of uncertainties..
To dream of a future in spite of
the “what ifsâ€
