June 17, 2009
the bad thing is, until now i don’t know much about you.
i don’t know what are you thinking or feeling
behind our short goodbyes and stupid goodmornings.
what i have in my head is a shallow understanding
of what and where am i, plus how stupid i must seem.
the good thing is that finally i can build my care for you,
something that’s plain hard for me to do out of the blue.
the even better thing is that this feeling i had is real,
not a silly crush nor just another way for my heart to heal.
i hope that the best thing is you,
undreamt of but proven true.
fading hopes and low-suit deck of cards