We met. You didn’t care as much as I did and I liked it.
You assumed that I was like the others, it challenged me. You weren’t interested and you don’t seem to remember my face, it excites me. I like to play with fire; it hurts but it makes me alive.
You are the definition of beauty in my perspective and it makes me obsessed to have you. I knew you’re a wolf in a sheep’s clothing but I still worshiped you like a dog. You were emotionless and carefree, it was difficult to reach you but I’m like Caesar, ‘I came, I saw and I conquer’. You heard I was a hurricane and it made you hide deeper into your shell. I thought it was hopeless for it has been a year of full of winters until you heard more rumours and saw more personalities in me, then you started to be mild.
You heard the past and learned who I truly am… we became best of friends…
and I was close to victory.
You changed, you hang out with me and laugh with me these days – it felt like I’m in the middle of spring and summer. We explored the world in our own little ways – I didn’t know you were as crazy and weird as I am. It was all about friendship and bonding for two years until past lovers came and interrupted our journey. You hated them, I knew, so I added wood at your fire. You hated me, I knew, but I kept my old behaviour. Aren’t you a storm? Show your thunders and claim you’re your prize.
We fell but where are we going?
Is there peace between a storm and a hurricane?
You did what pleases me – look who’s the peasant now! You went back to your homeland as I advise and did what’s right for our future. Mom and dad didn’t know you existed but at least they won’t bring a big talk after knowing you are ‘able’. From the middle of summer we suddenly came to fall. You called, I called, You talk, I talk, You type, I type but we can’t deny how lonely and boring it is without each other’s warm bodies. I became wild and free in your leave while you became more determined to take me to the altar.
The distance between you and me is as far as we are physically now.
It wasn’t because I’m a wanderess, it was because you are no longer a storm.
You’re just like everyone else I passed by; a gentle wind.
I have a sweet tooth but I didn’t like your sweetness. You look strong with those muscles but you melt on my soft touches. I hated your weak state – I loathed your true self. The plan wasn’t suppose to tame you, it was suppose to make me stronger and be satisfied by your bitterness. You still surprise me with your skills and capabilities but you no longer entertain me that is why we are slowly going back to winter.
I thought I found the one... I was wrong again.
I wonder when will I find him... the YOU that could
Come and Fade ME
ns 15.158.61.20da2
