Though I tried so hard, the more my heart slip through. Can you tell when I looked at you? Let's pretend like we don't. Like there isn't a single time you felt it. That connection. That feeling of joy. So much than just simple joy. If this lasts another time, how could I be? It's hard when I never have the courage to tell you after all. When this isn't like a common attraction of law to people.
The other day I said I should resist even just the thought of you. A simple check if you are online is a sin. I want to refuse the thought of daydreaming about what it would be like. Yet the more we resist the more we are driven closer to it.
Love asks you to think about that person more. Love flashes that face like it's looking back at you.
How could we be so insensitive? How could I be so hard on myself? When I know how much I like you. Everything that I've to learn about you so far. Moments I feel like I'm falling much more than I ever imagined. I never really expected that I would feel this much.
Love comes in no warning signs. Love will hit you when you just let you be who you really are.
Do you ever have any idea how much I feel? Or are you holding back too like I do? How do you say it? How do you tell the other person about what you really feel? Did you ever think about the same way or even feel the same way. How do we break a wall? A wall of doubts and uncertainties? How do lovers love as free as they want?
Love makes you strong and hurts you at the same time. Love expresses so many forms but this kind of love is the hardest of them all.
Our love is the same as any other love. Without a gender and without a race or color. But how could this be so hard? How could I be so scared to love you? Tell you or show you how much I love you?