When I fell in love with you, it was not the realization of waking up one day and knowing that I'm in love. You're more like that faint whisper on my ear that I didn't get to hear clearly. You're that soft wind creeping to my skin that didn't give much effect to me. You're not the butterfly on my stomach nor the racing of my heart. You're that small wave of the ocean that touches the tip of my feet but didn't give much attention to it. You see, falling in love with you happened so slow that I didn't know you're starting to cast an effect on me, imprinting such feelings I'd never thought will exist. You are the eye of the storm, oblivious that I'll soon experience the greatest calamity in my soul. You are that infiltrating virus that crept up into my defense and now you rendered me with nothing but deep emotions. I simply fell in love with you slowly that I can't get out now.