Her name is Angela

Her name is Angela.
No one told me.
I just found that out.

She has seen me a couple of times but she doesn't know me. At least that's what I thought.

It all started when I first saw her.
Our eyes met.

Of all her parts that could get my attention, it was her eyes, as if they speak to me.

Our eyes locked for a second but to me it was longer than that. It was like it took a pause and in slow motion.

I can still remember how she looked at me with those eyes and how mine was looking through the window to her soul.

I could just let go of that. But then our eyes met again. Couple of times. Since then, I can't get those eyes out of my mind.

It was like she'd always left something for me everytime our eyes met. A questions in my mind and a feelings in my heart.

It's like I have these strong feelings for her. I just haven't decided if they're positive or negative yet. But why is that, Angela? I can't stop but wonder.

Those eyes and how I understand them pushed me to look for who you are. For starters, the name. It wasn't that hard. What's hard is how to get over with this. Because I just can't stop thinking about you.

I cannot talk to you even if I wanted to. I couldn't do it with my lips. My eyes could do. I just hope you can  read them. But even if you do, choices are, it's all up to you. Whether you mind it like I do or just ignore it and forget.

Her name is Angela,
I'm glad I found ya.
Her name is Angela,
I know I have to forget ya.

I have to forget you because I'm a coward. And I know you wouldn't want that. That coward.

I'm scared. And I don't do things while I'm scared and not sure if everything's ready.

I don't rush. Especially when it's precious. You're too precious too be rushed.

If it's meant to be, it'll be.
That would only be when everything's ready.

Her name is Angela,
and I think I like her.

Now I'm liking someone I don't know personally.

I know I have to stop it and I also want you to know that I want you to be wherever you want to be. I just hope that my thoughts of you will find its way wherever you are. At least you'd know.

Her name is Angela,
and I think her eyes speaks to me.

I could be wrong and maybe after all,
it's just me and my imagination.

But one thing's for sure...

Her name is Angela,
she's a wonderful creation,
And I see her as an inspiration.