When you wanted to see him.
When you started to miss his grin.
When you're hungry and he knows.
When you're sick and he surprisingly shows.
3 o'clock in the morning he comes by, with a smile on his face and a bag of Chinese held by his hands. Instead of running towards him giving him a tight hug. You shut the door out of surprise and knowingly you're haggard face come to his sight, hurriedly you fixed yourself when you saw his shoe thru the door, cutting the way for him to come in. Sighing deeply, you smiled at him and said Hi. Still wondering what you looked like awhile ago. How surprise you were, nonetheless he was here. All the missing and the craving, he was here. With no words said, he was here. You were surprised yet happy that he's really here. You heart ache because of joy. You smile like an idiot and everything else knowing he's here. You're just happy and you know it, as if all the worries and sadness within you vanished because his presence is more than enough for you. His scent is already something to calm you down. It was him. Your surprise visitor.
YOU ARE READING
Excerpt from A Book He'll Never Know It Exists
Poetryhere I scribe the words I couldn't tell, for I am coward and tongue tied when I am faced to you. this I write when I feel and missed your love longing and lingering every time my heart beats. To G, who keeps me going and making my works beautiful. D...
