he's the epitome of flaws and chauvinist... but he was your first rooftop basking under the moonlight and stars with....you are the first he shown you his caving place.... the first tilt of the neck you fit perfectly into....your lips touched on caprice and whim...despite his shallow heart and flaws...he's the better or for worse you would choose regardless...at least you thought so
he's the boy who sits on the kitchen floor...in your brother's shirt...wiping out the last drip of vodka... who is broken inside,completely shattered by the one he loves, and plays the game just like you do...guarded-withdrawn-hidden....he's the boy who taught you emotional detachment...the two little words that offer best security that no one could have given you...you'll never get hurt this way.
he's the boy you would take them back under whatsoever circumstances...the one who makes you wish he was the beginning and the end....that you have never met a single jerk,never fooled by a single lie, never had your heart broken...he makes you wanna love him straight out from a fairy tale...where the prince and princess live happily ever after...the unconditional and purest of love...but how can you close your eyes and say''i do'' when deep down inside you know he is never really the one.
he's the one who end your sentences..the one who has x-ray vision and reads through your mind without you saying it out..the one who knows you inside out..the one who stands by you despite the happy and hard times..the one who would come all the way and drives you miles away just because you are craving for a burger..the perfect should have been..and you could spend your entire life choosing..and you choose and you choose...playing the see me, choose me , love me game with everyone else...but never with him though...and he would just stand at the corner, watching,waiting and listening....and be the shoulders you need to cry on when you lose in your little game with everyone else.....but he would never once selfishly say: see me, choose me and love me.
so..whose your someone?
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