August 6, 2009

For you.

Say.

Allow me to abbreviate,
these feelings i have for you,
it's overridden with ordeal.

But first, cynic, trust me,
this may sound childish,
but cynic, if you trust me,
it's not as bad as it seems to be.

Should i share what i believe?
or just try my best to evade speech?
you know i'm never good at this,
so please make things clear for me.

Everytime i say your name,
my heart would skip a beat,
everytime i hear your name,
renaissance of a different story.

I know this sounds very cliche,
and all i ever wanted to say,
is that i adore you, H.

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