That feeling. When you found someone, who has a playlist consist of songs that you have never heard before, only to found out later that you really love them all.
That feeling of a plot twist, when you kind of expected the unexpected, but still unexpectedly surprised.
You created that feeling. Fuck.
There are some people whom I will hold the hands in front of the others, and let them hold mine.
There are some people whom I will kiss the lips in front of the universe, and be there for them. And there are some people whose name will never be able to be pronounced by my lips, no matter how dearly I hold them in my heart.
You are one of them.
“How do you know that you love someone?”
“When I got butterflies in my stomach, every time the thought of losing that someone came into my mind.”
Love is when I realize that I could really miss you, even when you are actually talking with me. When you feel near though you’re not really here. When you are a part of mine but not really mine. Love is when I realize that it is loudly here, silently.
Cause.. The reality doesn’t hold the dream. The limitation doesn’t hold the possibility. The trouble doesn’t hold the willpower. The logic doesn’t hold the instinct. The sadness doesn’t hold the acceptance.
That’s why.. The body doesn’t hold the mind. The mind doesn’t hold the heart.
And the heart.. will always has its own freedom of anything.
If you have to love me, please at least make it as a reason for you to be better and stronger. Show me how far could this love changed you. Show me how irreplaceable this love is.
I won’t pretend like you are no one to me when people asked me about you. I’ll tell them you are someone to me. More someone than all of them who thought they were someone to me.
I won’t pretend like I don’t need you when you are not around. I’ll say it truthfully that