Why do I feel this way ?

The pain

The agony

For every time I think about you .

Why do I get to feel this way when I know you don’t feel anything at all towards me ?

You probably don’t even acknowledge how I feel about you.

How everyday I hold onto that tiny piece of hope you feel the same way.

It drives me nuts how much I care about you,

I really do and I wish one day you can see all I do for you.

Watching you from a distance is sadly enough to keep my contented.

How I know you’re doing fine and well.

How you can go everyday of your life without knowing what you’ve done to me.

How you can show that cute smile of yours.

Agh, and your outgoing personality,

How you can light up any room you can walk into , really amazes me.

And the way you can keep people entertained.

Your touchiness I grew fond of.

How you’re so carefree and don’t pay any mind to whoever says otherwise.

Why did you have to be my type ?

Why did you ever come into my life ?

But I guess the universe works it’s ways in its own timely manner and if this is how things will be.

then so be it,

I’ll wait for you afterall.
© PomPurin