Saturday, July 27, 2013

Wondering

You know what I wonder...?

Why me? I mean, what made you kiss me on that day. Or even be there with me, ever since the beggining of the afternoon. Me lying on your lap carelessly and you caressing my face with a blade of grass. Why? We were just two strangers... We hadn't even talked propely, we didn't know each other.

Why did you kiss ME? Of all the girls that were around you, so many willing I bet. Why me?

It's not that I'm sad about it or anything.  I just catch myself wondering about that. Why did you kiss me? Why did you see me after your class? Why did you came back for me over and over, even though, clearly you were scared. Of so many things? Why ME back then?

I wonder...

Ah, I'm such a romantic person... I can't help myself falling for something so invitably romantic. Picturing it was for some mistakenly magic of fate. That we were just meant to be right now.

I won't ask you this. Not personally, but I wonder. I wonder. Oh, I wonder.