Kacir ( in his mind)
As we walk side by side down the road under these dim streetlights, I crave to hold your hand- but my shyness hold me back.
The cold breeze sets the atmosphere for a sweet kiss, but it feels like an impossible dream.
"Big bro", is what you call me, but I yearn to be something more.
How can I be trapped in the friend zone and the bro zone at the same time, the only set I am not intersecting is the amorous one.I
I am the missing piece that makes your heart whole.
There are nights like this I listen to you rant about your ex, the mistakes you made choosing a partner - description of your perfect guy you gave me, which i fit perfectly.
I want to tell you how much I like you and how my feelings for you grow every single day.
Will I ever get the courage to say the words I haven't been able to say? to express the feelings that I'm scared of?
Will I ever get the courage to ask you to be my queen?
Maybe or maybe not, but in my heart you're my crowned queen.
Yolanda( in her mind)
How hard can it be ? Maybe I am just a sister and friend to you, forever doomed to be nothing more.
I have given you signals, but it's either you're too blind to see or uninterested.
The description of your one in million matches me perfectly, reason why it puzzles me you haven't made a move.
These girls you let in aren't good enough for you, not to brag but I am everything you need.
Why do you stress a stretch for lemon when there's a strawberry right in front of you.
I want to tell you how much I'm into you, but the culture makes it seem weird.
Just a word from you puts me at peace, because your voice soothes my heart.
So my Kacir, I hope a miracle happens.
It's my greatest wish that you ask me to be the queen of your world.
But even if you don't, in the deepest depth of my heart, you're my crowned King.
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