a poem for this boy

this poem is for the boy

oh so mysterious

just like the moon

with a part of him always hidden away

i wished i could be there

to see the side of you

that no one knew

the one that cried till

the wee hours of the morning

over this girl who stole your heart

and never returned it

i want to see you at 3am

when everyone in the house

is all fast asleep

while you lay there staring at the ceiling

wishing she was yours

i remember the time

you confessed your feelings

and showed your crooked soul

to me and it made me

hold you even closer

even tighter in my heart

and you didn't know how

the littlest things you told me

formed my world:

the moon

the sun

and all the twinkling stars

and everyone told me

that i shouldn't waste my time

on someone who couldn't let go

and at times i wondered why i did

maybe it waa because

a part of me was just wishing that

you would realise that i was the one

here from the beginning to end

and maybe

hopefully fall in love with me

but you loved her too much

to make that possible

and i want to give up

but thoughts of being able

to take away a fraction of your pain

to save your tears when

you can no longer hold it

and to assure myself that

the next time i see you

that smile wouldn't fade away

it will stay on your face

even if it was by force

it would look real enough

to make me believe

that it was the right thing

to hang on to you

and you eyes

they glow so beautifully

even brighter than the sun

and i remember the time when

we met for the first the first time by the pool

and the warmth

the waters

the voices of the people

comes back all to me

and how we were both too shy to ask for names

and how we just begun a conversation

as if we had known each other for years

and i think that was the time

we might have actually clicked

and probably the only reason

to keep on believing in you

i loved your presence more than i should

and more than mine

and maybe i might not

love you like lovers do

but i love you as a friend and

you are the most special

being on thia planet

who is worth to be written as a poem

and make me hold on to this

soon-to-be meaningless friendship

that i hold still so tightly

in my heart and i guess

all the jealousy of this image

of this perfect girl that you love

and no one can compare to her

i still believe that you might be worth the time