So Many Questions.
Sometimes I believe it's easy to fall.
you're lost in your thoughts,
maybe about running in the grass with the soccer ball at your feet,
maybe about drinking with your hyungs in a dimly lit feast.
What is it that is going through this beautiful mind of yours Hyung?
I've told my self to be ware of these feelings though,
for i'v heard they ruin lives and destroy homes,
break hearts, draw tears, cause hurtful moans.
Hyung i'm scared.
What is it that is going through this beautiful mind of yours, I ask?
Here I am, drawn nearer and nearer,
I told them that it's something about your eyes,
the way they are always distanced but full of depth,
sometimes they convey happiness, and sometimes kindness,
sometimes a childlike excitement,
What are they conveying today, why won't you let me in hyung?
You're sitting like this,
a book nestled close to your chest,
long legs lounging demeaningly at rest,
oh sometimes you're sinful hyung,
Why would you do this to me?
It does not take me much time to get lost in all things you,
I observe the turn of your head,
and catch your eyes trying to find something new.
You've shifted your leer after so long, too long,
and then suddenly you stop altogether on someone.
You halt searching as you look my way,
with those eyes set on mine,
Is today the day?
There goes my heart again,
my breath hitched up and taunting butterflies fluttering around,
numerous thoughts start flooding my little mind,
sighing I think, the main answer is yet to be found.
Is it even possible,
with you looking at me like this,
just may be,
that all this while,
It was me who you missed?