When I see everything that we've built, I think ten years are so long
And then I tell myself they're so short every time I see your name pop-up
Because time has no control over the color of your eyes
Because the wind puts out a small flame but stirs up a big fire
Because we got so close that our memories are alike
Because when life is not simple, I'd rather see you by my side
'Cause I know Monday I will talk to you and see your smile
Because it's you, because you're here, I'm no longer afraid of Sunday nights
I have it in my head like a melody and it makes my desires dance
In our history nothing is written but everything sounds like an evidence
Sometimes he likes my words but this time it's him that my words like
Because I know what you want, because you know what I like
Because 120 months later, it still feels like the first time
Because you are my plan A, and you will also be my plan B
Because it's you, because you're here, I'm no longer afraid of Sunday nights.
BINABASA MO ANG
Eight Billion Thoughts For You
PoetryJust another very thoughtful girl. * Spreading thoughts since 1996 * (Not all -but almost all - poems are mine). All rights reserved.