Who are you? Where are you?
Are you still somewhere in my future whom I am yet to cross my paths with? Or are you somewhere in my past whom I have already met as someone or ignored as no-one?
Is there still a second chance for my heart to beat in rhythm of love? Or have I already missed the last train to that station?
Will I be sharing the rest of my life with you? Or am I already leading a happy one without you?
What is more crazy - to think about you who I don't know about? or to not know in my heart whether I really want to think about you?
Why is everyone so sure that you exist? And why is it that I just don't care to bet whether you do or do not exist?
Have I become insensitive to the art of love? Or it's just that I have stopped planning for unknowns?
What will I do when I see you? Will my heart know and my eyes fall in love at the first sight of you? or my mind will start cautiously treading the waters?
Are you the one who will complete me? Or the one who will change me forever?
Is it me waiting for you? or you waiting for me?
Why am I even writing about you? Does that mean I do care about you? Or you are just another cloud of thoughts floating in my mind that I want to protect myself from?
Well, you are an unknown whom I still don't know if I want to meet. I don't know what I want you to be like. I don't even have an image of you. And I am definitely not desperate about you.
So for all that mystery around you, I think whoever you are, for sure; whenever I meet you, it will be ---- (cannot think of a word). And if I will never meet you in this lifetime, I am sure I won't be crestfallen.
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