Loving the Impossible

This is how love could be so crazy

This is a true story about me, and…
Let’s say Mr. Marché
I actually have already wrote about him few times
I guess you understand how crazy someone could be when they fall in love
Well, I’m going to do my best as one of those people

I’d like to say that my first love, also who I think until nowadays as my true love, is nothing like me… You know what I mean… (Let’s say, rainbow flag)
How I never expect to fall for him…
Well, he seems to be like me sometime
But, I just feel that he’s not
Somehow I just can feel it

Well, I’m happy to being in love with him
Cause, even though I know that he’s different from me
I still love him deeply

Dream about him several times
My heart beating so damn fast when first I got into his car
Oh my God! I just couldn’t help my self

Freaky me, I always think that he’s actually a person like me, who haven’t find out the truth about him self or maybe just kinda confuse or something like that
Then, I decided to stick around and hoping that something beautiful will happen..
Hehehehee..
Lunatic enough huh?

But, even though he may be “such people person” and haven’t relies about that, I want him to just be like that
I don’t want him to change…
Considering that his age is good enough for him to find a perfect bride for him
And not a groom...
He got a nice family, good life, nice person, the women that one day will hold his hands is a luckiest women indeed
He loves his mom, and that’s what I like from him. A man who loves his mom will love his couple and treat her as well as he treat his mother… 
Love doesn’t break someone’s life
So, I won’t disturb his life with mine

I also don’t deny that I still hope for him
I’ll always remember him
Even though we’re not gonna be together, I guess I prefer the best thing to happen
Some of the sweet songs in my mp3 remind me of him
The lyrics…
They express how I feel for him

I think about him a lot…
How sweet would it be to be in his arms?
Hug him…
Dancing through sweet tender music
Hugging him so tight until fall asleep in his arms
Both awake in a dawn and just silently looking into each other’s eyes
Speechless…
The only words come out…
I love you
Then in the morning, wake up with sun light in each other’s face
Give a light kiss
And say, “Good morning my love.”

Well, what the heck…
Love also let go right?
Or nope?
Well I guess, I choose to remain silence, and forever be his secret admire…

I once imagine
If he ask me, to be his
I’m going to answer
“I do, with all my heart I do!”

What a fairy tale…