no words even came out.

i was planning to describe in cheesy way the way you make me flutters, every single time you're around. but everything i type doesn't even close to describe. i don't even know what to call this sort of feelings. do i like you? do i love you? or do i just a secret admirer that wish someday you'll notice?

i treasure your contagious laugh, your kind and cheerful tones when you speak, your gentle gesture, and your surprising minds when you argue. but pretty confusing, i honestly never hope to be your woman. it tremendously enough to see you shining in that spotlight. see you being a happiness for everyone around which in turn, makes you even happier. 

there are days when i can't help much and my words will only pass like an evening breeze in your ears.

out of nowhere, i find myself pray for your struggles. 

because, that's the only thing that's not out of my reach.