I don’t know how… and I don’t know since when... the air feels so fresh when it touches my skin and the breeze calms me down as if it were hugging me and accompanying me in the heat of the day. Just like you, just like you did to me that day.
I don’t know how… and I don’t know why… Those words just burst out of my mouth, as if there’s a chance for me to be with you more than a friend, maybe. Just maybe I did... I did hope for a second, that I would have a chance to be with you. But then you surprised me with your response that you see me the way I start to see you, but maybe... Aren’t we all joking?
No… no… I still see you as my friend, just like we are right now, but I don’t know... I don’t know since when... and why... I keep thinking about your words; I recall the moment you hugged me. I try to recollect all the things that relate to you, facts about you, and maybe all the small things about you. I try to get to know you again, and I try to learn all the things that relate to you unconsciously.
And it makes me think about how wonderful it is to be loved by you. The man I longed for without realizing it was in you made me laugh so hard when, in fact, the pile of things about you I collected together fit together perfectly like a puzzle. A puzzle of a man that I dream of.
I smile so hard, it must be nice to be loved by you, to be in your warm embrace, to listen to your soft voice each morning, and before going to sleep, it must be nice to just see you and be with you in silence. It must be nice to be with you.
But I know... There are days that will be tiring, and there are days that might be we will choose our ego, but... isn’t it nice? isn't it nice to know that we hold each other's hands and look deeply into our eyes, knowing that we have each other? Knowing that whatever happens, we are willing to work for this relationship, knowing that after the storm, we’ll cuddle until we fall deep in our sleep.
It must be nice to be loved by you, to be loved and accepted by someone who has known you for a long time, but it must be you. You are someone that I long for without realizing it; you are someone that I wish I held for a long time in every episode of life.
Oh, how nice to be loved by you. I wish I could. And I wish I was that person.
