It ended with a goodbye,
Started with a hi.
What will happen, no one knows,
See where it goes, float where it flows.
Thinking, where is this heading?
Can this be a friendship in the making?
Or Just an unreciprocated feeling?
Flowers bloomed, so did your words,
Capturing me, tangled in cords,
Fearing that those flowers will turn into swords
The way words flow out came so pure
Yet no one can peek into the future
Can this be a joke or hate?
Can this be love or a fate?
Unsure and unable to predict
A relationship that is undefined,
Yet to your words I became an addict
Why do you have to be so kind?
We don't have to know
Just see where this goes,
Where this thing take us
Caught in an undirectioned love bus
Yet the story is still on-going,
Like a rose, slowly blooming,
Ending with a goodbye...
Starting with a hi.
