Now or never...I say to myself,

Trying to calm my new self...

Who was once the BAD GUY,

Who would not change a bit for anything...

Now...standing in front of the mirror,

Dressed to impress for the first time in life...

Checking the time from time to time,

Like the waves which seem to splash from tide to tide,

Rehearsing the confessing lines...

Nervousness audible even to the watch in the wrist,

 As it trembles from time to time again...

The guy who thought that "changing for someone" was cliche'...

Now standing there as a "changed man"...

Jumbling words and sentences to impress his love...

"So CLICHE' "...

At last now comes the time I get to see my love,

My 'cupcake',

My 'querido',

Even though this is not my first time seeing her,

Maybe today becomes special...

Now I feel I know the big deal about confessing...

And that too confessing the heart out to your loved one...

With nervousness dominating my figure I walk up to her,

And do what I always wanted to do from the time fate put us together...to confess...

"I have always admired you...

You are the...