For once, wanted to touch your hand.
To feel how it is to melt into one's soul.
To feel the bliss having the idea of touching someone I like.
To feel the real you, instead of the dream.
To feel your eyes lingering on me.
To feel the butterfly flow once more but with a real new experience.

You know what, I love you but I don't know you.
Don't know how you react to things,
don't know how you perceive things,
don't know how angry you will be,
don't know how you stabilize,
don't know your beliefs
and lastly I don't know how far I can go for you.
All I know is to love you unconditionally.

Her POV:  I wanted him to ask me if something had happened when he saw me crying. But he remained silent.

His POV: I wanted her to explain when she feels comfortable, otherwise I wanted her to erase those thoughts from her mind and make it easier.

She didn't explain. He didn't ask.
Somewhere, their friendship flew away.

When it is something that you can finally get for me, then it is the last thing that I want it.

As I am present here, captivating the vision of your eyes that are drowned in the ocean of emotions.
Seeking your hearthrob, my heart began to untangle from the roots, making the space for the bridge that is going to pierce into two.
I curse the moments sowed in this present which are trying to make a path that makes you sorrow hurt you worse.
Not to mention, I found you cute when you were so confused.
I waited for the moment to dry up the ocean and finally to look for your eyes that find mine.
The sudden readjustment in your pupil took my breath away.
My insides celebrated with fireworks but in the same way, it's been a firebomb disaster when you looked away.
I am definitely going to miss these moments that speak about "us," because my short journey is going to end and it is time to get down from this bus.
The only thing I can do for you is to tell
you to be happy by making a 90° angle by
the thumb and index finger and bring it
back down behind my smiling lips.
I think my heart reached the target as there is that sudden cute expression of confusion that spreaded across your face.
As a stamp of your memory, my eyes were gifted with the corner-lifting of your
lips when you confirmed that I am out of your sight.
And that's an end of our moment, your memory, you in my life engraved in my heart.

Just like the night neon stars in my bedroom, your memories stood in my life. Light in the night, dark in the day.

I took a seat on your side.
The breeze has made a virtue for grazing you, and I'm a sin that is being wasted, yet I feel I'm eternal.
Your hair lengths piercing my sleepy eyes giving away your scent.
Watching your eyelashes flap open and close ignites my heart.
My body beneath feels divine for the minute your arm grazes mine.
This road feels like an aisle welcoming you and me.
The dome shaped forms a flowery path protecting us.
Echoes of the people surrounded sing the wedding song.
The rain began to patter blessing us on the behalf of god.