Labyrinth of Letters

Confession

Up until our last day

I won’t tell you that—

I like the way you put your hands behind my waist

The way they gently hold my back

I like the time you grabbed my arms so tight when you faced a bit of a stage-fright

I like the stories I see behind those eyes, and

The happiness you shared with those big wide smiles

I won’t tell you how—

My heart skipped its beat the first time I saw you

I remembered doing all kinds of things just to take hold one single moment of you

My stomach lurched for all the butterflies you gave–

Reading all those messages is like being lost in a wonderful maze

I won’t tell you why—

I always love the way you call me with that exclusive name we have

You always make me feel beautiful even others believe otherwise

You don’t know how i appreciate you saying those words and doing those acts

Even if it doesn’t mean a thing to you

For me, it’s magic and there were stars that sparkle too

I vowed to immediately stop whatever it is that i felt

But I’m always the Miss Failure in the whole hard-and-long-process

I still thought of you as my knight and my prince

And somehow, I’m your damsel and your princess

Ergo, I hope your heart can read between the lines and through

For when that day comes that i had to let go of you

Even when i won’t speak a word

This poem is enough to tell you

That yeah, I really like you