When you grow old, it doesn’t matter if you got your dream anymore. You get sad when you remember it but you see more beautiful things that help you not to loose your smile.
I just realized it has been a year, when you officially gave your heart to someone and it has been years that you’re inside mine. I wonder if my heart is strong enough if you’ll stay there for eternity...
I was walking to you, you looked at me with curiosity and anticipation just like always. That feeling of familiarity between strangers, I definitely missed it but I just had to wake up and be thankful that a part of a past visited my dream.
I beg God that the reason I can’t have you is you have or will have someone great and that all the love I couldn’t give or show will turn to your life-long happiness.
Wish that day will never come; the day that I have to watch you a lot, memorize as much as I can of you while forcing myself to smile coz I bet my heart will drown in sadness as I say goodbye.