If only we could be in that phase where we both were in love with each other and were shy to speak or say. It would have been an awesome summer then. And this time of the year it would have been the best because we would both see each other, talk about everything like the old times and yet it would be so exciting like the adrenaline rush. It would be taking up our night’s sleep and eating up our mind because of the constant desire of being with one another but not knowing how? Or wanting to talk to each other all the time but not knowing what to say. It would have felt like the first rains of the season and the seeing the first blossom of the spring and the first snow-flake touching you. Everything would have been magic, like fireworks. Had you been in love with me I would have made you meals, comb your hair; every night would go to sleep hearing you either on phone or in your arms snuggling, being as most protective as I have ever felt when you would have engulfed me in those arms. Then on some days we would fight and not talk to each other. But the nights will be the same with me engulfed in your arms and sometimes I might wake up in middle of the night to drink water and even though half the night is passed you would not have let me gone and I would find it difficult to get out of bed because you are holding me so tight. When I get back and sleep on my side of the bed you would wake up and say come back here. And I would. And then you would go to sleep like you had not woken up at all. In that moment I would be smiling, crying and most of all, the luckiest girl alive to have you for my love. If you would have been in love with me then I would have given you everything I have because I can’t have place to keep that stuff with me because you occupy all the space in my life and me. If you had been in love with me like I am in with you then you would have noticed every time I smile at you and you would also have seen that on my face what everyone else so clearly sees and comments on that I am in love with you that much as much as anyone has ever seen anybody in.. If you were in love with me then I would have said those three words without delay even though it meant saying it before you. If only you were. You aren’t and that is entirely okay except than the days that go by looking at you expectedly hoping you would know it somehow. Making the nights less darker by my tears. I would not have been so monotonous a life I would have led but it would have been when and if you were in love with me.
“If it weren’t for the fear of you won’t giving the same words to me…
If it weren’t for the fear of ruining something that has not breathed yet…
You would know what I want to say already….
For I am in love with you truly madly deeply…”