A couple of weeks passed by since the day that I met you,
It was such a wonderful feeling everytime you reply,
Even if it took you minutes or even hours before you do so,
I understand that you're very busy with schoolwork and such,
And who am I to push myself into your life,
Months will pass will enter another year of senior High,
Will we still talk to each other,
Or will we be strangers again,
I worry that all of this was just a temporary high in my life,
But will wear off once another year comes aforth,
Do you just talk to me because of a bridge between us,
Or are we talking because you actually want to,
Everyday I feel like you'll suddenly leave,
Everytime that I think of you I can feel you inching away bit by bit,
I wish this doesn't end,
I wish that we could sit on a balcony drinking our milk tea,
Going to places we never knew of going,
And I wish we would just laugh about the time I waved at you,
And you just liked back,
Wishing it weren't just another short story in my life but a novel that would complete my story,
You were the only thing in my mind,
And also in my heart,
But I hope one day you'll be here with me talking about the past,
Talking about how we enjoyed each others company.
