You sit alone, with people around you, who are busy with their stuff…She is chatting heartily on phone, she is watching anime, she is not home, he is watching tv. You feel lonely, you suddenly miss someone…
He is blogging, he is working out, he is busy…
Feelings grow out of loneliness, you know you want more. There is no enough.
Where ya hang at? You log into friendster, you play games, you eat…
You are sad, coz he is always busy…
You start to get mad, coz when you call, he is busy…
Your eyes pool with tears, you want him to talk to you, you want him to cheer you up, you want him to hug you…
You feel insecure, coz it seems you are liking him more than he does…
You are afraid to fall, coz tears will not flow but gush…
He was insecure, unstable and emotional. He was looking for his other half…
Like a socket, he tried to fit in any that he came across with, but to no avail…
Then he met you, without expectation and continued his search…
He was tired and sad, he came to you nite by nite, to stabilize himself…
And one day, he found his heart thumping the same beat as you…
He is no longer sad and emotional…His world is complete…
Today he is engaged with various assignments, and you think he is not there for you anymore…
When he was a small boy, he would do his homework, thinking about his loved one, smiling sillily…
When he was maturing, he would do sumthing, with someone on mind that would make his day, merely bcoz she existed in his mind…
Now he is a man, he goes out to pursue his career, to play golf with friends, he spends time with you only when he comes home…
You stay at home, waiting for his return all day…
But he comes home knackered, and hardly smiles like he used to, coz he is tired…
While he is away, you go for yoga, you go for belly dancing, you go for facial…He is on your mind but you prefer relishing the fun of those activities…
Night falls again, he comes back exhausted and so do you but both exchange smiles…
Your day is fulfilling, so is his. Both of you go out for a romantic dinner, with sumptious steak on plate and a 85 year red wine warming your stomach…
You and him get home, he hugs you, you hug him, both kiss and end up in bed…
In the morning, he combs his hair and takes his office bag, going to work…
You stretch your body, you go to the salon, no longer thinking about him…But your heart still contains him…
He is dealing with hectic projects, no longer thinking about you…But his heart still contains you…
When he is stressed, he recalls your tenderness and calls you for some comfort…
When you are pissed, you call him. He says he is busy…But you haven’t said you are pissed…You said it, he immediately looks at his watch and spares 5 minutes for you…
He is in Paris, without you…You have not seen him for days…He has not seen you for days…
You do not feel his absence until you return home at nite…
He is in an office, peering out to see the EIffel towel far away, wishing you were there with him…
But your yoga classes are still as interesting, your belly dancing is still exhilarating, though you feel sumthing amiss…
He returns home, you figured that he is the missing puzzle…Your life is once complete again…
There’s always that one person
That will always have your heart
You’ll never see it coming
Cause you’re blinded from the start
Know that you’re that one for me
It’s clear for everyone to see
Ooh baby ooh you’ll always be my boo