After years and years, finally I told you the truth.
I had been keeping this love for you long enough and so I took the risk.
I don’t know if you were real happy knowing how I really feel.
But it seemed that we kissed more passionately, hugged more often than before, cared like we missed each other for a very long time or not lasting a day without simple gestures of love..
Of love? Or I assumed?
But you told me love me too.
Despite of our situation,
Despite of everything that happened in the past.
I do not understand why I am so hurt knowing I don’t have the right because we are not official. And that’s the worst.
I just woke up one day and everything is different.
You asked to see me
Yet you were busy with your deals we never even talked and i was just there waiting for you until I fell asleep.
You asked me to write something
Yet you offered it to someone else.
I know you are online
but i am left with “seen” messages.
Of stolen nights
and perfect hideaways
Of ticking clocks
And minds astray
Of pulsating hearts
And whispered calls
Of all these moments,
Was it really me after all?
I miss you, K.
I wish you think of me sometimes.
Because it was you all I ever cared for.
All the love,