I may not have the smoothest of hands.
I know for a fact that my hands are really rough. Some would even say it’s like sandpaper.
but then, when I hold your hand, and when you grip it hard… I get this feeling that I’m really loved for what I am and all my other flaws are just thrown away. Maybe it’s just me feeling like that to the extreme, but I know for sure I smile to that. (:
I may not have nicest of cars.
I drive a crappy Myvi, and you drive a nice big car.
There was this once, where you offered to drive me back. Maybe it was my ego in the way, or maybe I just felt that I should have walked back, I didn’t want you to drive me back. Honestly, I was feeling uneasy at the back.
but sitting at the back, looking at you through the mirror, all I could see was your eyes. Your eyes… I would stare at them all day if I could. And when you notice me looking at you, I quickly act as if I wasn’t looking, but you still caught me red-handed. When you laughed, those were the eyes I would die to learn how to make you smile and laugh all day.
I may not have the strongest of bodies.
When I hug you, I wouldn’t want to let go cause that’s when I REALLY feel that you’re safe, in my arms. But how much can my arms do?
People tell me I’m skinny, and I know. I sometimes ask myself this question, “If something would to happen, and we’re defenseless, what can I do?” What can I do to protect you, or to keep you from harm’s way. I’m so useless when it comes to that. What use would I be to you then?
Maybe this is me, being all negative and stupid… but let’s face the facts, it’s true. I want to show that sometimes I’m not just this skinny boy walking around useless..
All this I don’t have, but what I do have is assurances, that if you give me the chance;
I would hold your hands tight and not let go.
I would make you smile all day long and not go sad.
I would be there for you in your darkest days and hold your burdens with you.
This is me, not being cheesy or fake,
but this is me, being at my finest, loving you for who are no matter what.
Me. Give me that one chance.
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